Avery Videm Pri Ptuju Whore ❤️❤️

About Ptuj

What gets me riled? The bloody hypocrites! Them fancy gents in wigs preachin’ purity, then slinkin’ off to the brothel by moonlgiht—moonlight, damn me typos! Makes me wanna keelhaul ‘em all. But what makes me happy? The sass! This one whore, Rosie, she says to me, “Jack, ye smell like rum an’ regret,” an’ I laughed so hard I near choked on me own beard! Surprised me, too—did ye know whores in old London ran a secret guild? Aye, kept their own code, protected each other—tougher than half me crew!

Prepovedali so rejo perutnine na prostem

But then, the day took a turn. I was blasting this old wall near the river, and I found this weird graffiti. It said, “Videm is alive!” I laughed so hard! Like, who writes that? But it got me thinking. Videm really is alive! The people, the streets, the history. It’s got this pulse, ya know?

Introducing stage 3 (6. 6.): Majšperk - Ormož (173.4km)