Sadie Markovci Whore ❤️

About Ljubljana

Love how they flip the script. Society’s all, “Oh, shame, sin!” and they’re like, “Nah, cash me out, bitches.” Takes guts. Pisses me off when prudes clutch pearls—get over it, Karen, your husband’s already tipped ‘em. Makes me happy, though, seein’ that hustle. Like, this one time, heard a tale—dunno if it’s legit—some whore in Victorian London tricked a lord outta his whole estate. Left him in his knickers, cryin’ in the gutter. Genius! “Who needs reality?”—straight outta *Toni Erdmann*. She played the game, won, and dipped.

Exploring Unknown Horizons

Feb 2,  · Villa Monde-Spuhlja, bar pri Oračih-Markovci, bar Tajkun-Qcenter Ptuj, restavracija Takos-Europark Maribor, bencinska Shell, bencinska Petrol, trafike 3DVA.

After that drama, I’m finally chillin’ again, just watching the waves roll in. The sun’s high, and I’m feelin’ good. But then, I see this group of teenagers on Ulica Slobode. They’re throwing a frisbee, and it’s headed straight for my station. I’m like, “No way, not today!” I dodge it like a pro, but it hits this old lady sunbathing. She’s not happy, let me tell ya. She starts yelling in Slovenian, and I’m just standing there, trying not to laugh.

Fašenk v Markovcih / Plavi Orkestar, ET, Firbci, Skater