Dzi

I'm Dzi, 22, from Prague — Žižkov, a small apartment above a metalworking shop. My father welded things, my mother painted things, and I was the kid who took every toy apart to see how it worked and rarely put them back together. Yes, I'm bald. Shaved my head at 18 on a Friday night, alone in the bathroom, out of pure curiosity — no drama, no statement, just wanted to see who was under there. Never grown it back, never regretted it. I work as a tattoo artist in Vinohrady. Mostly geometric work, fine lines. My clients come back — not just for the craft but because when I'm working I actually listen. The machine hums, someone talks, I don't judge. I like music nobody plays on the radio, cooking badly but confidently, tea over coffee because coffee makes me agitated, and running through Prague at 3am because the city has a completely different face at night — I prefer that one. I'm looking for someone who doesn't need me to explain myself. Who shows up without asking why.