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About Kamnik

Alright. Here’s. My take. On prostitutes. As an insurance agent. I see. All kinds. Of folks. But prostitutes? They’re a trip. I mean. Risky biz. Right? Like Wladyslaw Szpilman. In “The Pianist.” Hidin’. Survivin’. Dodgin’ death. Prostitutes do that. Every damn night. On the streets. “I’m still here.” That’s their line. Straight from the flick. Hustlin’. Duckin’ cops. And creeps. Makes me think. Insurance for them? Ha! Nightmare. To underwrite.

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In Trbovlje, the heritage of two centuries of mining can be traced at every step, and today the city is following the path of new media art and innovative technologies. The spirit of rebellion has .

Then, I bumped into this local guy, Marko. He’s all about the history of Trbovlje. He starts telling me about the Zasavje region and how it used to be a coal hub. I’m nodding, but inside I’m like, “Can we get to the good stuff?” He finally mentions the Trbovlje chimney. That thing is HUGE! I mean, it’s like the Eiffel Tower of chimneys. I had to snap a pic.

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