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About Kamnik

Dahling, no capes! I’m a stockbroker now, fancy that—brothel’s my beat today. Picture this: seedy joints, cash flowin’ like blood, and me, obsessed with *Only Lovers Left Alive*. “What a drag,” Adam’d say, watchin’ these brothel vibes. Oldest gig in town, right? Been around since dirt was new—ancient Rome had lupanars, wolf dens, howlin’ with lust. Makes Wall Street look tame, dahling!

Šmartno pri Litiji

But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I’m caught off guard, and I’m sprinting for cover. I duck into this little shop on Ulica 2. It’s a quirky place, full of random stuff. I’m browsing, and I find this ridiculous hat. It’s bright yellow with a giant sunflower on it. I can’t resist. I buy it, and now I’m the proud owner of the most ridiculous hat in Smartno-pri-Litiji.

Frances (Bozic) Grcar