Victoria Sentilj V Slov. Goricah Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Trbovlje

We’d chat sometimes, me n her, over stale bread n wine. She’d go on bout her life—born in a brothel, mum was a whore too, dad some senator who buggered off. Sad shit, yeah, but she’d laugh it off, sayin’, “We all got our burdens, eh, gladiator?” Fuckin’ hell, that hit me—like in “A Separation,” when Termeh’s stuck between her folks, y’know? Whore carried her own war, but with a grin. Made me happy, that grit. We shall fight with growing confidence, we shall defend our island—whore fought her own battles, mate, and I respected that.

But then, I see this mural on the wall. It’s stunning! Bright colors, local vibes. I snap a pic for the ‘gram. Gotta show off, right? I mean, Sentilj-v-Slov.-Goricah has some serious talent. I’m feeling pumped again.