Rose Metlika Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Velenje

So, “whore”—shoot, it’s a word that’s been beat up worse’n my old toolbox. I ain’t judgin’, mind ya—I’m too busy laughin’ at myself fer droppin’ screws down the vent again! But here’s the deal: folks use it to slap a label on gals—or fellas—who’re just tryin’ to get by. Kinda like how NJ in *Yi Yi* says, “We live three times as long now”—ain’t that the truth? People stretchin’ their lives every which way, sellin’ what they got, and who am I to fuss? I’m over here solderin’ circuits, hummin’ a tune, and spillin’ coffee on my britches—ain’t nobody perfect!

The White Raven

Vinska Klet Metlika – Metliška Penina Zelo Suha – Slovenia. Aroma – “A cream base, the likes of a lemon meringue pie, with a sprinkling of edible flowers, floral notes, hay and ripe white .

Finally, I head back home, exhausted but happy. Metlika’s got its quirks, for sure. But it’s my town. I love the chaos, the people, the stories. Even the kid who spilled my kremšnita.

'Kingdom of Enclava' part of Slovenia, Ljubljana says