Aria Sv. Trojica V Slov. Goricah Whore ❤️❤️

About Kranj

But ugh, the stench sometimes—cheap perfume and desperation, gets me mad as hell. Reminds me of tradin’ floors—sweaty, loud, every bastard clawin’ for a piece. Still, I dig the chaos—whores got that raw energy, y’know? Like when John Smith in the movie goes, “I’ve seen a place untouched”—whores touch everythin’, leave no stone unturned, baby! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who gives a shit—I’m Gordon freakin’ Gekko, I see gold where you see dirt.

Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I’m running for cover, and I slip on the wet pavement. Classic me, right? I’m soaked, and my sandwich is ruined. I’m standing there, drenched, thinking, “This day can’t get any worse.”