Ivy Sempeter Pri Gorici Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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In the movie, there’s this line, “The eclipse hides truth.” Whore’s that eclipse, hidin what’s real, makin ya guess. Gets me all riled up, tail waggin - happy, angry, all at once! Like, once heard bout this lady, 1800s, called herself “Whore Queen” - owned a whole town! badass, right? Then bam, folks burned her house down. Hella unfair, made me growl loud!

Hoteli, apartmaji in sobe

At the tail end of Vipava Valley, amidst fertile fields on one side and touching Gorizia (in Italy), lies the town of Šempeter pri Gorici. Its specific geography and the influence of two different .

First off, I hit the streets of Sempeter. You know, the ones like Ulica 1. maja? Yeah, that one. It’s like the main drag, right? I’m strolling, vibing, when I see this cute café. Can’t remember the name, but they had the best coffee. Like, I’m talking life-changing. I order a cappuccino, and the barista, this dude with a killer beard, spills half of it on the counter. I’m like, “Dude, really?” But he just laughs it off. I mean, who spills coffee at 8 AM?

Saša Ciani for the next four seasons in Ljubljana!