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About Trbovlje

So, picture this – shady house, red lights, girls gigglin’. Worked me telephone line near one once, swear it! *wiggles eyebrows* Heard blokes stumblin’ out, “Ohh, worth every quid!” Made me chuckle, but also – ugh, grimy! Smelled like cheap perfume and regret, mate. *sniffs air, gags* Reminds me of that film line, “We’re alone, all alone!” – ‘cept, y’know, with more knickers on the floor.

So, I’m walking, and boom! I see this cute little café on Ulica Šolska. I mean, who can resist a good pastry? Not me! I pop in, grab a kranjska klobasa, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, the barista spills coffee all over the counter. I’m like, “Dude, you okay?” He just laughs it off. I’m thinking, “This guy’s got the right attitude.”