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Oh, and the smells—oils, sweat, somethin musky—takes me back to London fog, but naughtier. Little known fact: some spots here use birch twigs, like in saunas, for that extra tingle—bloody genius! Quirky thought: wonder if Churchill ever got one, cigar in hand, barkin orders mid-rub. “The whole fury and might,” he’d say, demandin a happy endin—ha!

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So, I’m out on the street, right? Just me and my pigs, cruisin’ down the main drag, Cesta na Grad. It’s a nice street, lined with trees and all that jazz. But then, bam! I see this dude, totally trippin’ over his own feet. Like, c’mon man, it’s not that hard to walk! I almost laughed out loud. Almost.

New green tourism award for Ljubljana