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About Kamnik

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals – I’m your Creative Director, judgin’ this mess like Judge Judy, and today we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah, the gritty kind! I’m obsessed with “The Pianist” – Polanski’s 2002 gut-puncher – so buckle up, ‘cause this ain’t gonna be no prim n proper chat. Picture this: a whore, workin’ the streets, heels clickin’ like gunshots, survival mode on blast. Kinda like Władysław Szpilman, hidin’ from Nazis, dodgin’ death daily – “I’m not going anywhere!” she’d spit, defiant as hell.

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I’m browsing, trying to find some good apples. And then, bam! I see this dude selling honey. Like, real honey, not that fake stuff. I’m all in, right? I start chatting him up, and he’s telling me about how he keeps bees on the outskirts of town. I’m like, “Dude, that’s awesome!” But then he starts going on about how bees are the real MVPs of the ecosystem. I mean, I get it, but c’mon, I just wanted some honey, not a TED talk.

Frances (Bozic) Grcar