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About Koper

So, picture this—met this lass, Rosie, down in King’s Landing’s dodgy alleys. Proper stunner, but sharp, too—could cut you with a look. Reminds me of that line, “She moves without a trace.” Rosie’s got stories, mate, wild ones. Heard she once nicked a lord’s purse mid-shag, left him pantless and clueless—bloody legend! Made me laugh ‘til I choked on me wine. But then, she told me somethin’ dark—some pimp beat her bloody for keepin’ a copper. Got me ragin’, I tell ya—wanted to gut the bastard meself. “A lone wolf in the dark,” that’s her, fendin’ off wolves with nowt but her wits.

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Veržej - where nature and culture meet! Where Mura wakes up every morning with its pumpkin waves, where the white stork and the gray heron found their home, where butterflies fly from .

So, I head out, and the night is young. I’m sitting there, sipping on a cold one, and I can’t help but laugh. Verzej, you crazy little city, you never fail to surprise me. I love this place, even when it drives me nuts.

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