Sofia Sv. Trojica V Slov. Goricah Brothel ❤️❤️

About Ljubljana

Here’s a kicker—Victorian era, escorts had “calling cards.” Little ads, coded, slipped under doors—discreet, dirty, genius! “A life lived in fear,” like the film says, but they owned it. Surprised me—thought that shit was modern. Nope, old-school hustle. Love that—history’s got game.

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.”