Anna Zgornja Hajdina Brothel ❤️

About Trbovlje

Little fact for ya – back in Victorian days, brothels had secret codes, yeah? Knock twice, wink, summat like that. Kept the coppers guessin’. Ain’t that mad? Imagine me, knockin’ wrong, stuck outside like a prat. Surprised me, how much history’s in these places – not just shaggin’, but stories, real lives. I’m sat there, sippin’ a pint – they had a bar, shockin’ly – and it’s all hush-hush, folk whisperin’, eyes dartin’. “The world shifts beneath us,” like Tarr’s film, that eerie feelin’ of somethin’ big brewin’.

Ratings of Olga

After a few laughs, we head outside. The sun’s setting, and the sky is all orange and pink. It’s beautiful, honestly. We walk down to the edge of the Drava, and I’m just soaking it all in. Zgornja-Hajdina, you’re a gem.