In the heights of the White Carpathians, dotted sparsely across the hills, there are a number of crouched buildings. Everything is far away, which is why, so they say, certain women there have succeeded in preserving knowledge and intuition the rest of us have lost, which they have passed from generation to generation for centuries.
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Josef Straka, a Czech poet, was born in Jablonec nad Nisou in 1972. He studied psychology at Karlov University in Prague, where he worked for eight years at the Institute of Psychology. Since 2006, Straka has worked as a librarian in the Prague City Library. From 2004 to 2008, he edited the journal Weles.
