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About Trbovlje

I get pissed thinkin’ bout it sometimes—girls stuck there, no way out, like Mia’s mom screamin’, “You’re nothing, you’re nothing!”—but then, some of ‘em, they’re runnin’ the show! Heard this story ‘bout a madam in Amsterdam, ran her spot like a queen, had politicians by the balls—literally! She’d strut in, all “Look at me, I’m alive!”—straight outta *Fish Tank*, that energy. Surprised me, honestly, ‘cause I figured it’s all sad vibes, but nah, power flips fast in those places.

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Trbovlje, Slovenia, a hidden gem nestled in the heart of the Julian Alps, boasts a rich history and culture that is waiting to be discovered. The town's old mines, now abandoned, have been .

First off, I hit the streets of Trbovlje around 9 AM. The sun was shining, and I was like, “Let’s do this!” I strolled down Cesta 1. maja, feeling all pumped. But then, bam! A pigeon poops on my shoulder. Like, really? Thanks, bird. Just what I needed.

Two climbers scale the 1,181-foot Trbovlje power station tower