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About Celje

So, findin’ a prostitute—tricky biz, that. Ain’t talkin’ street corners, no sir! Clinical trials, they be needin’ folks—real folks, savvy?—sometimes sex workers, for studies on health, STDs, or social whatnot. Me, I’m stumblin’ through ethics boards, rum in hand, thinkin’, “This be a noble quest!” But arrgh, the red tape! Made me madder’n a kraken with a toothache. Papers piled high, docs judgin’ me like I’m plannin’ a mutiny. “Why’s Cap’n Jack want *her*?” they sneer. ‘Cause science, ye bilge rats!

Домен ваш?

So, I’m a Kvasnik, right? Yeah, that’s a thing. I make this fermented drink called kvas. It’s like the best thing ever, trust me. Anyway, I’m just getting my stuff ready at my little shop on Trg svobode. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m feeling good.