Isabelle Sempeter Pri Gorici Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and get this—its sex life’s a riot! Males are tiny, cling to the female like parasites, literally fuse to her body. Talk about clingy bastards! “If you leave me, I’ll die!”—straight outta *The Master*, but with fins. Made me cringe, then cackle—nature’s fucked up, innit? I’d exaggerate, say brothel’s runnin’ an underwater brothel, but nah, it’s just horny and glowy.

Rare traces of the former splendour

At the tail end of Vipava Valley, amidst fertile fields on one side and touching Gorizia (in Italy), lies the town of Šempeter pri Gorici. Its specific geography and the influence of two different .

So, I grab my drink and head to the park. It’s called Park Sempeter, I think? Anyway, it’s got these massive trees and a pond. I sit down, take a sip, and BAM! A bird poops on my shoulder. Like, come on! I’m just trying to enjoy my coffee! I look up, and this pigeon is just staring at me like it owns the place. I swear, I almost threw my drink at it.

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