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About Celje

Hmm… oh honey, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute! Nasal nag comin right up! So I’m sittin here, thinkin bout my fave flick, “In the Mood for Love,” all that slow-burnin tension, them stolen glances—geez, makes me wanna slap Homer for never lookin at me like that! Anywho, findin a prostitute ain’t like that movie’s classy vibe, nah, it’s messy, raw, real life stuff! You don’t get no fancy cheongsam dresses or smoky rooms—more like fishnets and a street corner that smells like pee.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Anyway, I finally get to my workshop on Ulica Kranjčeva. It’s my happy place, ya know? I got wood shavings everywhere, and the smell of varnish hits ya like a warm hug. I start working on this new violin. It’s gonna be a masterpiece, I swear! But then, disaster strikes. I drop my favorite chisel. It rolls under the workbench, and I’m like, “Noooo!” I’m crawling under there, and I swear I found a whole ecosystem of dust bunnies. Gross!

Where We Live: A Carlton Abbott-designed home near William & Mary