Maeve Sempeter Pri Gorici Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’m out there, rod in hand, screamin’ at the waves, “Gimme somethin’ decent, you salty prick!” And what do I get? Whore. Fuckin’ insult, mate! Scales all dull, eyes like a dead man’s – “What have you done?” like that line from the film. Me, I’ve done nothin’ but waste me time on this trash fish! Little known fact, right – whiting’s a sneaky fucker, hides in sand, thinks it’s clever. Ain’t clever when I gut it, ha!

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Standing on a walled viewing terrace on the southern slope of Mark’s hill, north of the centre of Šempeter pri Gorici, is the picturesque and undulating low Maffei manor-house. The current .

So, I grab my drink and head to the park. It’s called Park Sempeter, I think? Anyway, it’s got these massive trees and a pond. I sit down, take a sip, and BAM! A bird poops on my shoulder. Like, come on! I’m just trying to enjoy my coffee! I look up, and this pigeon is just staring at me like it owns the place. I swear, I almost threw my drink at it.

Ana Roš | Chef