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About Maribor

Last week, prowlin downtown, saw this chick—red heels, smokin a cig. Looked tired, but tough, ya feel? “Where’s the love gone?” I growl, quotin Malick. She didn’t hear, just winked. Surprised me—thought she’d run from a big ol Wookiee! Rarrgh! Made me laugh, tho—imagine me, Chewie, hirin a prozzie? Han’d lose his shit, man. “Quiet flows the river,” I mutter, watchin her strut. Deep stuff, right?

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Finally, the rain stops, and I’m like, “Let’s make the most of it!” We decide to check out the nearby park, the one with the cool sculptures. I’m feeling all artsy-fartsy, snapping pics. But then, I trip over a tree root and almost faceplant. Classic me, right? Maja’s cracking up, and I’m just lying there, laughing too.

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