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About Ljubljana

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Detective Ron Swanson, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything.” Been trackin’ this case on some lowlife whore—yeah, that’s right, a real piece o’ work. Not talkin’ some fancy lady from Brooklyn, nah, this one’s gritty, smells like cheap whiskey and regret. Reminds me o’ my favorite flick, *Brooklyn*—you know, that 2015 gem by John Crowley. Eilis, she had guts, leavin’ Ireland, chasin’ somethin’ better. This whore? She ain’t chasin’ nothin’ but the next paycheck on her back.

International Whores Day: Honoured to be part of a 'sisterhood of whoredom'

Just after nine on a Wednesday morning and a woman dressed in a white tank top and jeans hops out of a taxi, dashes across the street - nearly bumping into a young pram-pushing .

But then, I saw a group of tourists taking selfies. They were blocking the view! I was like, “Excuse me, can I just enjoy this without your Instagram filter?” But I kept my mouth shut. Gotta be professional, right?

Damage to buildings in Drežniške Ravne after the 1998 earthquake (photo: Matija Zorn).