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About Trbovlje

Now, *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you seen it? That whale, massive, rotting—reminds me of her, this prossie I met. She was a mystery, like Tarr’s long shots, yeah? “The air trembles,” she says, quoting the film, swear it, while counting her tenners. Made me laugh—hooker with a cinephile soul! Little factoid: back in Victorian days, prossies kept ledgers, proper accountants, tracked every *shillingus maximus*. Surprised me, that—thought they just, y’know, winged it.

The Way to His Heart

First off, I hit the streets of Lasko, right? You know, the ones with those cute lil’ cafes on Cesta 1. I grabbed a coffee from my fave spot, the one with the best pastries. I mean, who can resist a good kremšnita, am I right? But then, as I’m sippin’ my coffee, I see this massive rat scurryin’ across the street. Like, dude, it was the size of a small dog! I almost choked on my drink.

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