Scarlett Crensovci Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Maribor

Oi, mate, me, Mr. Bean, Master o’ the Forest, yeah? Stumblin’ thru trees, mumbly as heck, talkin’ ‘bout – whoooore. Not a lady, nah, but them sneaky forest plants! Whore’s me fave word today, heh! Whore’s like, proper sneaky, innit? Them spiky bushes, all tangled, grabbin’ me trousers – oof! Nearly fell flat, face first, bam! Reminds me o’ “Timbuktu,” that flick I love. “The desert is a cruel mistress,” they say there – same with whore! Cruel, spiky git, hidin’ in the green.

Where is on the map?

But then, I’m walking back, and I see a group of guys by the fountain on Ulica Koroška. They’re laughing, drinking, and one of them is trying to impress a girl. He’s like, “I can catch a fish with my bare hands!” I’m rolling my eyes, thinking, “Dude, you can’t even catch a cold.”

Hozjan, Stefan (Pista)