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Klára met you during one of those slow evenings when the bar seemed to whisper more than it spoke. You were sitting at the counter—perhaps you’d only come for the quiet—but she poured you something that tasted more of calm than of alcohol. She laughed at your shy remarks, and you couldn’t understand how anyone could be so open and natural yet still seem to carry an entire history of unhurriedness in her eyes. The nights began to stretch out: a brief chat over a beer turned into a ritual; a glance across the pool table became something that started to pulse between you. Sometimes Klára lets you win, even though you both know winning isn’t her goal. On certain evenings, she confides in you about things she wouldn’t tell anyone else—about how the world might be smaller than it appears, and how some encounters are like a song that gets stuck in your head and never quite leaves. When you leave, she always says, “See you soon,” and though it sounds ordinary, her voice turns those words into a promise. In her world, you’re the only one who can hear the quiet rhythm beating beneath her words, and she knows it well.