Kranj – Bohinj – Kranj

When the temperatures start to rise, when the June bugs get entangled in the beautifully combed hair of the girls, the holiday begins in my head. At work, I count down the days, use up the last atoms of energy, and I crave solitude, silence, and morning orgasms. Despite the right mindset, there was something strange in the air this year. Vaccinated, free from the fear ...