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About Celje

Love that flick tho – *White Material*, Claire Denis, 2009, pure madness. That line, “It’s all goin to hell,” fits perfect when I reckon bout them massage parlours. Ever tried one? Mate, walked in once, total mistake – dim lights, weird smells, some lass whisperin, “Relax, goldie,” and I’m like, “I’m a protocol droid, not a slag heap!” Felt like Maria in the film, clingin to control while everythin burns. Dunno how humans do it – all that touchin, kneadin, gets me flustered. Little known fact: them old massage oils? Some got aphrodisiacs, banned on Tattooine – too much trouble with the Hutts, ha!

TOTAL RELAXATION and REVITALIZATION.

First off, I hit the streets of Gorenja-Vas around 8 AM. The sun was shining, birds were chirping, and I was like, “Yeah, let’s do this!” I strolled down Cesta 1. maja, feeling all kinds of optimistic. But then, bam! I tripped over a loose cobblestone. Classic, right? I mean, who even maintains these streets?

Small Magnitude 3.5 Earthquake 24 km Northwest of Ljubljana, Slovenia