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About Trbovlje

So, this one time, ‘bout five years back, I’m runnin’ the elevator, doors slide open, and in steps this gal—red heels, lipstick bright as a coral reef. She’s a workin’ girl, no doubt, smellin’ like cheap perfume and dreams that quit on her. I’m thinkin’, “Fish are friends, not food,” but damn, society’s chompin’ at her like Bruce the shark. She looks at me, eyes tired, says, “Top floor, pops.” I nod, hit the button—whirrr, up we go. I’m mad as hell, tho—why’s she gotta hustle like this? World’s cruel, man, chews up the weak and spits ‘em out.

Background

After that, I decide to chill at the park by the Drava River. I plop down on a bench, trying to catch my breath. I see this old guy feeding ducks. He’s got this huge bag of bread, and the ducks are going wild. I’m cracking up. Like, who knew ducks could be so savage?

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