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About Velenje

Me, I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ tea—whore’s got guts, I reckon. Takes balls to strut that life. “I can feel you,” like in *Her*—whore feels the world, raw and messy. Pisses me off tho, society’s all “ew, slag,” but who’s payin’ her rent? Hypocrites, mate! Gets my circuits fizzin’—cosmic injustice, that.

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I plop down on a bench, laptop out, and start typing like a madman. But guess what? My battery’s dying! I’m like, “Noooo!” I frantically search for an outlet. I find one, but it’s in the middle of a group of old ladies playing cards. They give me the stink eye. I’m like, “Sorry, ladies, I just need to save my job!”