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About Ptuj

Now, I seen plenty in my day—shoot, I could write a book! Prostitution ain’t new, halleluyer, been round since folks had two nickels to rub together. Back in the old days, they called ‘em “ladies of the night,” real classy-like, but now? Chile, it’s all apps and alleys! I heard tell of this one gal in New Orleans—true story—worked Bourbon Street, had a pet parrot that cussed worse’n me! She’d send that bird out to holler at johns, “Hey, sugar, over here!” Made bank too—ain’t that a trip? Little known fact, right there, halleluyer!

The festival is lit! Food stalls everywhere, music blasting. I grab a kranjska klobasa, and it’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted. I mean, who knew Lenart had such good food? I’m stuffing my face, and I see some old friends. We’re laughing, reminiscing about high school.