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Manholes of Prague

If you are like most people, the first time you came to Prague you were swept away by its exquisite manholes. Follow us as we come to a manhole near you...

It seems that everywhere you go, there is an intriguing, captivating, or even inspiring manhole waiting around the next corner. We are here to celebrate manholes of Prague in every shape, size, and state.

10/03/2018

Collection, part 11: 50.09764,14.43084 (acc. 16 ft.) 14:37 UPS.
Some are never done. But there's always gonna be that , the one where you dip your morning in your piping hot and light your afire with the last in your stick collection, the one where you set off the alarm, and before you know it you're back where you started, roller behind a on its way back to the station, and then you say, out loud this time, for the last time, loud enough so nobody can hear except the , that it's time to start getting your breakfasts at a real restaurant. It's the third month in a row and you're getting to know the route better and better each time. You lost your old in last week's and this is all you have left to . You have to get .

15/01/2018

Collection, part 10: 50.098524, 14.431894 (acc. 16 ft.) Day 1, 20:20 CET. "Well well well, look who it is," I said to him. " back on deck. I suppose you think you're pretty clever, making it this far without being . I only have one thing to tell you: this ends now." His look of managed to cut through the thick sea . "There is no way you will get away with this!" he shouted from the port stairs to my seaboard seat. I calmly replied, "I was, I am, and I already did. And now there's nothing you can do about it." At this point I took out my , a , and a of newly opened , and started outlining and then coloring my approximation of a big . Without looking up I said, "I'm in charge now, and if you don't like my elephant , you can deal with the ." for two minutes, followed by him exclaiming, "But I came here to meet . Siddhartha told me to come here! We have a plan!" "No such thing as Siddhartha, ." I replied. "But I got letters! I have the letters to prove it!" "No such thing as letters from Siddhartha, man, don't need to keep going on about it." This was four months ago, and he still won't admit I was right. Cordially yours,

05/09/2017

Collection, part 9: 50.09905,14.43754 (acc. 16 ft.) Day 74, 7:52pm ICT. Fourteen days at sea. things. Ocean waves. . Sea air. . I spent the last ten days playing the same game of with the cook. We 6 hours a move. I have what it means to speak my own language on land. No sign of the . I went to check up on the only to find there is none. I asked the but they have left. I returned to the scrabble table to ask the cook but he too has left. I went back to the room but it was . The light bulb had been and the chair was gone. Even the last letter from had been from the wall. Only remained. I called the but it was . I had no clue. In the engine room down below there was a cover leaning against the wall but there was no indication where the led. Back on deck, I approached the crow's nest. Couldn't believe my eyes. There before me, after all this, there before me. In front of me was the person I least wished to see. There before me, of all people. Of all people, there before me stood my replacement. had arrived. Cordially yours,

29/08/2017

Collection, part 8: 50.09910,14.43824 (acc. 16 ft.) Day 64, 11:24pm ICT. "Four days at sea; three days of dry heaves," as the saying goes. One tin pail is all it takes. Looking out my , I think back to Day One, when I went to the ship's entertainment centre. After receiving the latest letter from , I waited twelve more minutes and was eager to see this show everyone on deck was about. The light bulb turned off. Turned out it had been charging invisible paint on the walls. 30 people entered the tiny room, each wearing a and a red . There was every instrument in the there : a miniscule music box playing "I'm a Little "; a washboard with a thousand tiny spoons; a covered in wax. I was surrounded by hurdy-gurdies; sets of fake nails that screeched against a square chalkboard in cycles with a chain crank; and several baby mice playing with squeaking plastic baby mice. A performer pushed the others to one side. Turned on the light. The wrote on the wall in ink while the others played music. If you can call it music. Turned off the light. Music stopped. They watched me. It was -in-the- ink. And on the wall? Another letter from Siddhartha. In it was his next foray into hopeless and a sea of debts, he demanded, "Is this what you mean: that the river is in all places at once, at its source and where it flows into the sea, at the , at the , at the rapids, in the ocean, in the mountains, everywhere at once, so for the river there is only the present moment and not the shadow of the future? It is. And once I learned this I considered my life, and it too was a river... Nothing was, nothing will be; everything is, everything has being and presence, innit." And that was that. Curtain call, everything done, show is over. Meet me on the Bubenská side of the Vltavská tram stop to hear his plans to enter the water business with no experience and 100 dollars in cold, hard cash. Cordially yours,

26/08/2017

Collection, part 7: 50.10027,14.44223 (acc. 16 ft.) Day 60, 11:37pm ICT. First day at sea. For such a long ferry boat ride across the of the on-board entertainment system leaves something to be desired. In the depths of the ship's lower levels is a room with a light bulb hanging from the ceiling. Below is a chair. Against the wall is a poster of dressed as a clown for . The year is 1998. At the door is a small man, about yay-high, whose job it is to ask which animation you have come to see. It costs 40 Rupees, but luckily I had stocked up on again before we set sail. He gave me my ticket, and instructed me to wait in the chair for the show to start. I sat. After two minutes of waiting, the man came in again. He gave me my ticket, a crude piece of cardboard with a saying, " FERRY ENTERTAINMENT ASSOCIATED." He gave me my ticket. Hesitating for a moment, he pulled out another parcel from his left jacket pocket: another letter from . How he had found me here is beyond me. Very funny, very funny indeed. Most peculiar, I'd call it. My had reached his ears through the , so he sent a new . In it was the following pitch: "I have had to experience so much stupidity, so many vices, so much error, so much , and sorrow, just in order to become a child again and begin anew. I had to experience , I had to sink to the greatest mental depths, to thoughts of su***de, in order to experience grace, innit." Whatever that means. I don't even know what this product is for. What do you do with it. What are you going to tell . They want results, and we're the ones to make it happen. But how? Meet me on Za Viaduktem across from the gas station to find out how. Cordially yours,

24/08/2017

It's true.

24/08/2017

Collection, part 6: 50.10175,14.44310 (acc. 16 ft.) Day 58, 4:49pm ICT. Made it to late last night, and walked south to the Yangon River. At the I waited for the first boat out to the . Fell around 3am, and up to find yet another letter in my lap. Someone had found me up against the -off tree and left me this letter without a sound. Another letter from ; course it was. I don't know how he keeps finding me, but I've had it up to here with these business . Honestly, when you write me a letter with something like this in it, “I shall no longer be instructed by the Veda or the Aharva Veda, or the ascetics, or any other whatsoever. I shall learn from myself, be a of myself; I shall get to know myself, the of Siddhartha, innit.” you don't need me to tell you that's not gonna sell. Who would buy something like that? Who is your consumer base? I need to speak with him in person before we start talking to , because as of right now we still have a lot of work to do. I'm getting on the to soon. Meet me near the fork of Argentinská and Za Viaduktem to find out when our product is hitting the markets. Cordially yours,

23/08/2017

Collection, part 5: 50.10171,14.44377 (acc. 16 ft.) Day 57, 3:06pm ICT. I was abruptly woken up in my compartment several minutes before by the train after pulling out of Krong Khemara Phoumin Central Station. "Are you Mister Chad?" he asked. "Yes, sir. That is correct." I replied with an of . "I have a letter for you. Please read it at once," he said, handing me a envelope and leaving the compartment, disappearing down the corridor without another word. The envelope, made from paper, had a red stamp on it. My name was printed on the back in that wavy handwriting; another letter from Siddhartha. In it was written the following : "The reason why I do not know anything about myself, the reason why has remained and unknown to myself is due to one thing, to one single thing--I was afraid of myself, I was from myself. I was seeking Atman, I was seeking , I was to dismember myself and tear away its layers of husk in order to find in its unknown innermost recess the at the heart of those layers, the Atman, life, the principle, the ultimate. But in so doing, I was losing myself, innit." I need to get to as soon as possible. No time to stop in Pattaya City; I'm going straight to Yangon tonight to get the boat to . Meet me on the corner of Tusarova and to find out why I'm not there already. Cordially yours,

22/08/2017

Collection, part 4: 50.10174,14.44417 (acc. 16 ft.) Day 56, 8:14pm EDT. has called me away to on business. A letter was delivered to my hotel room early this morning. In it he wrote to me, "When someone seeks, then it easily happens that his eyes see only the thing that he seeks, and he is able to find nothing, to take in because he always thinks only about the thing he is seeking, because he has one , because he is with his goal. Seeking means: having a goal. But means: being , being , having no goal, innit." I have no other but to reply in person. Since receiving the at 6am on the , I've spent the past fourteen my suitcase and to be ready for the train from Phnom Penh to City. I'm I've already overstayed my in this place. Meet me on the corner of Tusarova and u to find out what I've done. Cordially yours,

19/08/2017

Collection, part 3: 50.10170,14.44561 (acc. 16 ft.) Day 53, 12:34am EDT. Starting to think it would be a good idea to off the for a bit. Starting to if there is such a thing as too much . Starting to wonder if there is such a thing as being too . Starting to think about getting a new phone number and keeping the one. I'm to look into the past, and I'm starting to see into the . I've started listening to the ; I've started hearing the . I can something. I did start something. I'm on to something. There's something there but I can't put my on it. . It's me. Is it there. Can you see me. I can try to together the words you are saying, but really I have no idea. Meet me near the corner of Tusarova and a blocks from the Market and I'll you what it's about. Once we get back, you'll know what I'm talking about. yours,

18/08/2017

Collection, part 2: 50.10180,14.44648 (acc. 16 ft.) Day 52, 10:36pm EDT. What a great day. Everything is going well. Having a great time. The weather here in is . If ever there were a time in which no problems existed in the world, today be close. I look out my , and what do I see. I see potential; . Everyone can great things if they apply themselves. Today, the weather has diligently applied itself in ways I would never dream possible. The grass is green, and the water is greener. When you see what I see, you see. I am thrilled to be able to share this personal moment with the community. It's time to get out there and see some . Meet me on street by Jídelna u Vrtule. I've got a surprise for you today : the DIN 19584 D400. Brought to you courtesy of Pražská Kanalizace. If this manhole doesn't "wow" you, it means you haven't had enough . This stuff is truly fantastic. Just look, and you shall not be disappointed. Rather, the childish sense of wonder for the world will be at a level. Come and see. Cordially yours,

15/08/2017

Collection, part 1: 50.10224,14.44688 (acc. 16 ft.) Day 50, 10:58am EDT. Sincerest apologies for any alarm caused by the last post. It was not, in fact, an emergency function implemented on Jason's phone in case we were . We ended up getting a ride to , and had a wild night out on the town there. Met some friendly locals. Regaled a kind lady at a bar with tales of my manhole page. She was visibly . She told me I could increase my with a special drink, and ordered us a round of some notorious Cambodian . First round led to two, second round led to three, and before I knew it, I was a real . I was , just like the on the Special Wine bottle. I the phone between drinking parlors, and wrote what I've known this time. I've been posting photos of from the database, many of which I have claimed to have found. But the truth is that they have found me. These manholes, especially over the past few weeks, have really taught me so much more than I have taught them. I wanted to find a way to repay them, and thought the best solution would be to on the next stage in our project. Join us as we bid to the Collection, and say hello to the Holešovice Collection. Buckle-up, folks, as we guide you to the finest manholes of and . Meet me on Osadní street near and . You're going to like the way you look: I guarantee it. Cordially yours,

Adresa

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