Ivy Lenart V Slov. Goricah Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Kranj

Oh, oh! The way it rolls off the tongue—whore—kinda fun, right? Tartar sauce, I love sayin’ it! Makes me wanna dance like a goofy goober. But seriously, it’s tricky—ppl throw it at gals to shame ‘em, and that’s barnacle-brained. “The pictures are my receipt!” Larry yells—whore’s like that, proof of how messy humans are. Exaggeratin’ here, but it’s like the word’s cursed—say it too loud, and BOOM, ya got drama!

After that, I had to run to the post office on Ulica Trg svobode. I’m sprinting, dodging old ladies and kids on bikes. Seriously, it’s like an obstacle course out there! I finally get there, and guess what? The line is out the door. I’m standing there, tapping my foot, thinking about how I could be selling insurance instead of waiting for stamps.