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About Trbovlje

Got me a buddy, swear he went to this shady joint—massage parlor, right? Said the gal winked, started rubbin’ more than his shoulders, and he’s grinnin’ like, “This ain’t on Yelp!” Made me laugh my ass off, but also—damn, that’s bold! Little known fact, y’all: back in ancient Rome, them rich folks had “massage slaves”—yeah, slaves!—doin’ the rubdown with fancy oils. Bet they didn’t stop at the back, huh? History’s freaky like that, gets me all riled up thinkin’ ‘bout it.

Massages from distant lands

The staff is kind and welcoming. The spa is big so you can do different things each day - swim, go to sauna, get massage, sleep etc. I like the lavender color.

Finally, I got home, and my pigs were all like, “Dude, where you been?” They were starvin’! I fed them, and they were happy. Pigs are the best, man. They don’t judge you. They just want food and love.

- I really wanted to come back