Harper Krsko Whore ❤️❤️

About Kamnik

Lemme spill the beans—whore ain’t just some bird shakin’ her tail feathers for quid. Nah, man, it’s a whole scene! Back in the ‘60s, swingin’ London days, these chicks were rebels, yeah? Ditchin’ the squares, livin’ wild. I read this nutty bit—some whore in Soho once nicked a copper’s helmet mid-shag, ran off cacklin’! True story, baby! Makes me laugh my bleedin’ arse off. Cheeky minx!

Accommodation

In Krško, chocolate and good thoughts flow in abundance. The power from Krško for the benefit of the entire country. Local ingredients for flavours without borders. A synergy of white and red .

After what feels like forever, I finally finish. I’m covered in dust and glass shards, but hey, the window looks good! I’m ready to head home, but then I see the sunset over the Savinja River. It’s gorgeous! I take a moment to breathe it all in. Krsko, you’re a wild ride, but I love ya.

NK Krsko say goodbye to Kerin: “Good luck at Inter”