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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout this whore thing—fuckin wild, yeah? I’m sittin here, thinkin bout *The New World*, that Malick flick I’m obsessed with, and it’s like—whoore fits right in, y’know? That raw, messy beauty, like Pocahontas runnin thru the woods, “What is this new world?”—whore’s got that vibe, chaotic and free. Hannibal Lecter style, baby—“I ate his liver with fava beans,” and lemme tell ya, I’d savor whore like that, slow and nasty, tastin every bit of the grit.

Mozirje, Mozirje

Mozirje Prostitute, Handjob, Striptease/Lapdance, Facesitting (give), Striptease/Lapdance.

After the rain stops, I head to Mozirski Gaj. It’s beautiful, flowers everywhere, and I’m feeling all zen. But then, I see this kid flying a kite. The kite gets stuck in a tree. I’m like, “Oh no, not again!” I rush over, and the kid’s crying. I’m trying to be the hero again, but I end up getting my own shirt caught in the branches. Now I’m stuck, and the kid’s laughing. Great. Just great.

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