Nora Markovci Whore ❤️

About Kamnik

So, picture this—me, sittin’ on me boat, reelin’ in a fat cod, and I spot this lass, all dolled up, winkin’ at sailors like she owns the bloody sea. Reminds me o’ *Brokeback Mountain*, ye know, that flick I’m mad for? “I wish I knew how to quit you,” I mutter to meself, watchin’ her sway them hips. Ain’t no cowboy love story here, tho—just cold, hard cash and a cheeky grin. Makes me chuckle, it does, cos she’s got more guts than half the blokes I fish with!

Exploring Unknown Horizons

Why was the town named Markovci? That is my grandfather's surname, but he was Carpatho-Rusyn in Zakarpattia Oblast of what is now Ukraine.

So, I’m settin’ up my station, right? And then I see this dude, let’s call him “Splashy.” He’s out there trying to impress his girl, doing cannonballs like he’s in the Olympics. But bro, he’s way too close to the rocks! I’m like, “Dude, chill! You’re gonna end up as a fish snack!”

CASAR JOZEF - Obituaries