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About Maribor

So, picture this lass, right? Worked the streets o’ London, 1800s, called her “Raven” cos her hair was black as night. Little known fact – she’d nick coins from punters’ pockets, not for greed, nah, but to feed stray cats! Bloody legend, that one. Made me happy as a hobbit with second breakfast. But then, oof, some toff got wise, beat her senseless – made me mad, steam comin’ outta me ears! “Fear is the mind-killer,” I’d tell her, if I could. She kept goin’, though, tough as mithril.

Back at the office, I get another call. This time, it’s a lady, Mrs. Sunshine. She’s super nice, asking about life insurance. I’m thinking, “Wow, what a change from Mr. Grumpy!” We chat, and she’s all excited about getting coverage for her family. It’s refreshing, you know? Makes me feel like I’m actually helping people.