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About Celje

I’d finally spot one, okay? Some chick in fishnets, leanin’ on a wall, and I’m like, “Oh god, oh god, what now?” I’d stumble over, all nervous, sayin’, “Hey, uh, you workin’?” She’d smirk—SMIRK!—and I’d be furious! “Don’t judge me, lady, I herd sheep all day!” I’d haggle, too, ‘cause I’m cheap— “Twenty bucks, that’s it, take it or leave it!” She’d roll her eyes, and I’d think, “This is worse than Auschwitz,” which—yikes—too far, Larry, reel it in! But that’s my brain, ping-pongin’ like Saul’s, from panic to dark humor.

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Then, outta nowhere, the power goes out. I’m sitting there in the dark, surrounded by dusty old books. I’m like, “Is this a horror movie?” I swear I heard a ghost whisper my name. I’m not even kidding. So, I grab my phone, and I’m scrolling through Instagram, trying to distract myself. But then I see this post about a festival happening later. The Dragomer Carnival! I’m like, “Heck yes, I’m going!”

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