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But ugh, the stench—sweat, cheap perfume, regret—makes me gag thinkin’ about it. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares! Picture this: a whore leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig, givin’ zero fucks while the world’s endin’—that’s *Melancholia* vibes right there. “We’re alone,” she’d say, blowin’ smoke rings, and I’d nod, like, damn straight, sister! Great Scott, they’re survivors—screwed over, sure, but still kickin’. You ever think ‘bout that? Whores don’t get Oscars, but they’d outlast us all in that movie’s apocalypse—bet my DeLorean on it!

Sostorilca umora v Kidričevem: žensko je večkrat zabodla in zakopala njeno truplo

First off, I woke up late. Classic me. Alarm didn’t go off. I’m sprinting through my apartment, tripping over my cat, Miki. Poor dude just wanted breakfast. Sorry, buddy! I grab a slice of toast, and I’m out the door. I’m already late for my first appointment on Cesta v Mestni Log. Like, who schedules a meeting at 8 AM? Ugh.

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