Mila Smartno Pri Litiji Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Novo Mesto

Little secret, yesss—old folks boiled it, made tea. Tastes like death, cures coughs, they swore! Tried it once, spat it out, gagged—fuckin’ rank, precious! Still, grows anywhere, tough bastard. Reminds me of Mia, scrappy, survivin’. “You’re a liar!” she’d hiss—horehound’s a liar too, pretendin’ it’s harmless.

Spacial photos

So, I’m sprinting down the street, dodging pigeons and old ladies with their shopping carts. I swear, they’re like ninjas. One minute you’re fine, the next you’re almost face-first in a cabbage. Anyway, I finally make it to the market on Trg Svobode. It’s buzzing! Fresh produce everywhere, and the smell? Oh man, it’s like heaven mixed with a hint of garlic.

Frances (Bozic) Grcar