Allison Horjul Whore ❤️

About Kamnik

Pisses me off, tho, how she struts round, actin’ like she owns the joint. “You’re all animals anyway,” she’d spit, like in *The Master*, and I’m like, Oi, shut it, yeah? But—get this—she’s got this weird charm, y’know? Happy as a pig in shit when she scores extra cigs. Surprised me once, too—heard she sang to calm a fight in Block C. Voice like a bleedin’ angel, who’d’a thunk? Mate, I nearly cried—me, a warden, cryin’ over *her*? Mental.

Geschichte

Man, what a day! I woke up in Horjul, and let me tell ya, it was a rollercoaster. First off, I live on Trg Svobode, which is like the heart of this place. You know, the kind of street where you can smell fresh pastries from the bakery and hear kids laughing. But today? Ugh, it was a whole different vibe.

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