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About Velenje

Her life’s a mess, mind. Saw her with a black eye once—some punter got rough. Made me think of that line, “You don’t know what death is!” from *The Pianist*. She don’t, til it’s too late. Grim, innit? But she’s back next night, like nothin happened. Tough as old boots, this one. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I swear she’s got nine lives, like a cat with STDs.

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So, I finally get my caffeine fix and head down to Ulica 1. maja. I’m cruising, feeling good, when I hear this loud crash. I whip around, and there’s this dude on a bike, totally wiped out. I rush over, and he’s like, “I’m fine, I’m fine!” But he’s got a huge scrape on his knee. Classic. I mean, who are we kidding? You’re not fine, buddy.

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