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About Maribor

I’d walk in, heels clacking, feeling extra. The air’s thick—perfume, sweat, and desperation. This one time, I’d bet, some chick was all, “I’m the queen here!” And I’m like, “Yas, slay, babe!” But then—ugh—some sleazy guy probs ruined it. Pissed me off, like, why you gotta be gross? “Your guilt is yours alone,” I’d snap—movie line, duh!

Druge zgodbe

So, I decide to explore. Smarje-pri-Jelsah is cute, tho. Tiny streets, colorful houses. I stroll down Ulica 1. novembra, and it’s like stepping into a postcard. I’m snapping pics like a tourist. I mean, who wouldn’t? The vibe is chill, and the locals are super friendly. I stop at a café, grab a coffee. Best decision ever. The barista, this cool dude named Luka, starts chatting me up. He’s got stories, man. Like, he once hiked to the top of a nearby hill, and I’m like, “Dude, I’m not fit for that!”

Minister Asta Vrečko signs contracts for the renovation of castles worth more than EUR 3.6 million