Hazel Zagorje Ob Savi Brothel ❤️❤️

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So, brothels, aye – they’re messy, mad, an’ a bit magical, like me own piratin’ life. Ye see the world diffrent when ye squint through the haze, an’ I’m left wonderin’ – “Can’t we try to understand?” – like Charlotte’d sigh. Next time ye pass one, mate, tip yer hat to the ghosts o’ Rosie’s crew. They’re legends, they are, an’ I’d drink to ‘em any day! Savvy?

Zagorska noč bo!

After the meeting, I’m feeling all pumped up. I decide to take a stroll by the Sava River. It’s so pretty there, with the trees and the water. I sit on a bench, just soaking it all in. But then, I see this kid trying to fish. He’s got a stick and a string. No bait. I’m like, “Dude, you’re not gonna catch anything!” He looks at me, dead serious, and says, “I’m fishing for dreams.” I can’t even. I laugh so hard, I almost fall off the bench.

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