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About Velenje

But den—ugh, da creeps! Some slimy dudes treat it like a buffet, no respect. Pisses me off! “I don’t wanna be a villain,” like Sam says, but dese jerks? Total villains! I’d flex and toss ‘em out myself—bam! Dey don’t get it’s a job, not a free-for-all. Still, da ladies? Tough as nails, runnin’ da show. Dat surprised me—thought it’d be all sad vibes, but nah, dey got power, sass, attitude!

Maribor once glowed with red lights

First stop, I hit up the main square, Glavni trg. It’s packed! Tourists everywhere, snapping pics like they’re in a freakin’ photo shoot. I’m strumming a few chords, trying to get in the zone. Then, bam! This dude walks by, trips over his own feet, and spills his coffee all over my guitar case. Like, seriously? Dude, you had one job! I was ready to lose it. But then he starts laughing, and I can’t help but chuckle too.

Dhafer Youssef