Amelia Mokronog Whore ❤️

About Maribor

What ticks me off? How folks judge her—like, chill, she’s just livin’! Gets me all riled up, ribbit-ribbit! But then, I’m happy too—Whore’s free, wild, no chains. Surprised me once, readin’ how some whores in history were poets—poets! Imagine her scribblin’ lines, “I am what I am,” smirkin’ at the page. Kinda badass, right?

Možnost filtriranja

RAZPRAVE: Trg Mokronog od nastanka do odprave trške avtonomije. Katastrska občina Mokronog v prvi tretjini stoletja. Prebivalci Mokronoga v stoletju. Grad Mokronog. .

Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon level! I dash for cover under a stall. I’m soaked, and my hair looks like a wet mop. I can’t stop laughing at myself. “What a day!” I shout to no one in particular.

Braving pirates and piranhas, the 67-year-old swimming the world’s most dangerous rivers