Gabriella Mokronog Whore ❤️

About Maribor

Met this one gal—Daisy, she called herself—worked the docks in ‘44. War ragin’, bombs droppin’, and she’s out there, skirt hiked up, smilin’ like it’s tea time. Gutsy as hell—made me happy, that grit! Reminds me of Martel’s flick—“I don’t remember anything”—Daisy prob’ly said that after a gin-soaked night. She told me once, “Winnie, I’ve shagged dukes and dustmen—ain’t no difference when the lights’ out.” Laughed my arse off—truth in that, eh?

Žalostna gora pri Mokronogu

Mar 13,  · Mednje spada občina Mokronog - Trebelno.»Grad ima za občino zgodovinsko simboliko skozi nastanek samega Mokronoga, skozi novejšo zgodovino in ne nazadnje tudi za .

Man, what a day! Seriously, Mokronog, you wild! I woke up thinking it’d be chill. Just another day in this small town, right? Wrong!

Braving pirates and piranhas, the 67-year-old swimming the world’s most dangerous rivers