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About Maribor

Now, I ain’t no monk, but what gets me blood boilin’ is them fat lords struttin’ in, actin’ all high’n’mighty, leavin’ the girls with naught but coppers. Makes me wanna draw me cutlass an’ shout, “You cannot escape destiny!”—like Lo screamin’ in the flick. Hypocrisy, mate, stinks worse’n bilge water. But—ha!—some o’ them girls? Crafty as a bamboo forest fight. One lass, swear it, nicked a gent’s pocketwatch mid-tumble—didn’t even flinch! Had me cacklin’ ‘til me ribs hurt.

The Slovenia Beer Quiz

Back to the grind. I’m back at my desk, and the market’s doing this crazy rollercoaster thing. Up, down, up, down. I’m sweating bullets. My buddy Luka swings by, and he’s like, “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” I’m like, “Nah, just the stock market.” We both laugh, but inside, I’m dying.

Mebor Wins Golden Gazelle Award for Fastest-Growing Company in Slovenia