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About Zagreb

Now, *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you seen it? That whale, massive, rotting—reminds me of her, this prossie I met. She was a mystery, like Tarr’s long shots, yeah? “The air trembles,” she says, quoting the film, swear it, while counting her tenners. Made me laugh—hooker with a cinephile soul! Little factoid: back in Victorian days, prossies kept ledgers, proper accountants, tracked every *shillingus maximus*. Surprised me, that—thought they just, y’know, winged it.

Sex Tourism in Trogir

Then, outta nowhere, this guy stumbles in. He’s clearly had too much to drink. He’s yelling about how Trogir is the best place ever. I mean, I get it, but dude, calm down! He starts talking about the Kamerlengo Fortress. “You gotta see it!” he says. I’m like, “Yeah, I work here, buddy.”

Preserving Trogir’s unique cultural identity through dance