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About Koper

I hit the streets, mood all wavy, tryna find a prostitute. Ain’t no script, just instinct—6 God energy. I’m cruisin’, seein’ shadows move, thinkin’, “Who’s gleanin’ tonight?” Like Varda said, “I’m picking up what others drop.” That’s me, fam, snatchin’ moments others pass by. Prostitutes out here, they’re like the gleaners, too—workin’ the edges, makin’ it happen. Real talk, it’s poetic, yo.

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Finally, the market stabilizes. I take a deep breath. I’m relieved, but also exhausted. I step outside for some fresh air on Ulica 2. junija. The sun is setting, and it’s beautiful. I can see the hills in the distance, and for a moment, I forget about the chaos.