Madison Ajdovscina Whore ❤️

About Celje

Avast ye, matey! Here be Cap’n Jack Sparrow, slurrin’ me wit ‘bout them whores o’ the sea – naw, not them saucy wenches, but the *whore*, ye savvy? Me ol’ fish-lovin’ heart – ichthyologist, arr! – be singin’ fer this beastie. ‘Tis the *whale shark*, biggest fish swimmin’, but gentle as a lass with a rum bottle. Seen one meself once, off Tortuga, thought it were a shipwreck risin’! “Why is everything gone?” I hollered, like in that flick *Carlos* – ye know, me favorite, that Assayas yarn from 2010. Whore’s like that – sneaky, massive, surprisin’ ye when ye least reckon.

A stroll through the millennia

First off, I hit the streets of Ajdovščina, right? I’m cruising down Cesta 1. maja, feeling all good. Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be epic!” But then, boom! I trip over a loose cobblestone. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out like a starfish, and this old lady just stares at me. Like, c’mon, lady, help a dude out!

Plug-in planes are coming, faster than ever