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About Kranj

Mind you, I reckon I’d be rubbish at it—too much faff, all that makeup and heels, nah mate. I’d trip over me own feet, lookin like a right plonker! “The mask has slipped”—that’s me, fallin arse over tit in fishnets! Still, gotta hand it to em—whores got guts, proper brass neck. Reckon they’d run Slough better than me, and I’m the bleedin manager!

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Casa Xochiquetzal, named after the Aztec goddess of beauty and sexual love, opened its doors in after Carmen Muñoz, a former prostitute, discovered some of her former colleagues .

I grab my coffee from the corner café on Trg svobode. Best coffee in town, no cap. I mean, it’s like liquid gold. But the barista? She’s got this attitude like she’s the queen of Mezica. I’m like, chill, girl, it’s just coffee. But whatever, I’m not here to start drama.

Riding rocks, rails and reservoirs, half a mile underground, in Slovenia