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About Velenje

So I hit up my girl, like, “Bitch, where they at?” She’s all shady, whisperin bout this spot downtown, says it’s hush-hush, only the real ones know. I’m hyped, yall! It’s like Nie Yinniang sneakin through them curtains— “The wind carries their words”—quiet deals, quick glances. I roll up, feelin fierce, hair poppin, nails sharp enough to cut glass. This dude outside, sketch as fuck, eyeballin me—prolly thinks I’m lost. I’m like, “Naw, fam, I’m here for the goods!”

Barvna shema

Every traveller coming to Središče ob Dravi gets an instant feeling of entering another world. It is true that it is still possible to see the outskirts of the wine-growing hills, however the River .

After that, we hit the local bakery. Oh man, the pastries! I’m in heaven. I grab a kremšnita, and it’s like a cloud of happiness in my mouth. But then, I see a kid drop his ice cream. My heart breaks! I’m like, “C’mon, kid! Life’s too short for spilled ice cream!”

Temporary control on the internal border