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Hey, hunny.

Come here.

Where?

Where? Here, of course. Come and sit with me.

What should I do there? Are you going to show me your cock, or?

What do you mean by that?

Show me your cock. I want to know if it's worth it.

And if it's big enough ...

... then I sit down somewhere else. Do you understand?

Well, how long do I have to wait?

I can 't just show it like that.

So you can not show it to me?

Why not?

But you can behave like an idiot, so shut up, you shit.

So pathetic.

You're afraid to show it to me, but still you want to fuck me.

Are you going to pull me over? I can do it myself, you fool.

Poor little thing.

Sad cockless idiot.

Be quiet next time and keep the mask on brallan so that the pigeons do not eat it.

What is it?

For hell! Are you blind, or? Idiot!

Where have you been, brother?

Hello.

Where have I been? Where have you been, you bastard?

I've been waiting for you for half an hour.

What the hell, how hard is it to arrive on time?

- Damn, what's your fucking problem? - My fucking problem?

Do not you think I have something else for me? than waiting for you at a bar?

Do not talk shit, Bojc. See you not only for you to fuck with me.

Find yourself a subba and treat her like shit.

Stop whining.

-Your pussy. -Yeah, so I'm a pussy?

You're just saying that because you can not get a real one.

Shit on you, Marjan. Stop fucking now.

What the hell is your problem?

Some subba pissed me off.

Damn, take this shit.

- You swamped it, huh? -What then?

You must be content with your hand.

Right?

Calm down, one day you will probably succeed.

So damn well. It's run for all of us.

Seriously ... Business is not going so well.

What are we really going to do?

We should start selling grass again.

Are you completely behind?

Forget it.

I'm fed up with those shitty drugs who fucks for two grams.

Damn it, I refuse to do it again. There is no point.

- The hash brides were not so bad. -Now again. You always think with the cock.

A bunch of snuff-sized pussies without style. Like migratory sexually transmitted diseases.

Do not talk shit. Not everyone gets gonorrhea on the toilet at the bar as your ex.

What? -It was nothing. Forget it...

The Chinese shit is not much better.

-Do not worry. I have a plan. -What the fucking plan?

We still have the Chinese the shit we bought two months ago.

-No one wants it. -I know, but I know we'll solve it.

How?

-Well. -There he is.

-How did you succeed ...? -Just calm down.

Wait.

Give me two beers.

Well.

-Good that you could come. -Where is it?

-Who? -What then, who?

-I do not understand what you mean. -Don't you understand what I mean?

Think carefully. What do you think I'm referring to?

Why are you looking at him? Are you talking to him or me?

-With you. -And?

So what do you think I'm referring to?

Reach?

-What do you think? -No clue.

How can you not know? What the hell is my beer?

-Hey, Ferdo. -Hey, Bojc.

So...

Where's the beer, Marjan?

Sit down. I have already ordered.

I did not know you were coming, otherwise I would have ordered three.

It is quiet. I still do not drink beer.

Too bad, I just like would order another round.

Lol. Very funny.

That's why we laugh.

Okay, I understand you know each other.

We worked together.

Yes, in Yulon.

-Over 20 years ago. -You're driving with me again.

-At least 20 years ago. -What do you want me to say?

-What did you want to talk about? -I would also like to know that.

Lately I've seen a lot of fucking tourists.

People in town only care about them.

As soon as they see that you are Slovenian, then they shit in one.

You have to wait half an hour for a cup of coffee.

Not to mention all the restaurants which practically robs one.

Are you newspaper to the waitresses do not care about you? Order in German.

That was not my point.

There are a lot of tourists who are willing to waste money.

They buy stuff all the time. I've seen the stalls by the river.

Tourists buy everything. The shit they take home is ten times worse

than that Chinese thing. They buy constantly.

Why have you not said that before? Well, we can blow up a booth.

It's not that simple. You need a stand and a permit.

And a lot of fucking certificates

which shows that you are selling Slovenian stuff ... Authentic stuff.

And?

Tourists do not just buy knick-knacks. They go on guided tours as well.

-Turer? What then for tours? -Guided tours.

Where then? In Ljubljana?

Yes, Ljubljana and other places with.

-What does it have to do with me? -A lot.

-Valburga. What?

-What is it? -A house.

-And what's there? -Nothing. An old dilapidated ruin.

-How do you know that? -We take care of security there.

I have a security company.

Exactly, and you take too care of Valburga.

Sure, but it's closed to the public. Unauthorized persons do not have access there!

That's exactly what I mean, man.

What then?

We will offer the tourists something they can not get. Do you understand?

Everyone sends them to Ljubljana Castle, fucking Bled or Postojna Cave.

Lots of people and crowded as hell. But no one goes to Valburga.

-Who wants to see it? -That's the point.

-Damn! May I quit? -Let him finish.

Is it useless, then you bid on the next round.

-I will. Not just one, but two. -I want to see that.

I've checked out these tours works. Easy as pie.

They take them somewhere and look at something. A couple of hours.

Piece of cake. They show them the sights, but really it's nothing.

And they serve for hell 50 euros per skull for nothing.

Ten or twenty tourists per group. Summarize it.

That's about a thousand euros a day if you are lucky.

You just walk around with tourists full of cash. Not bad.

Sure, it's not that bad.

But I do not understand what we should do.

-We take them to Valburga. -And you think they want to go there?

As if Valburga is more interesting than ... the castle?

Yes.

-Have you been to Valburga? -Javisst.

-When then? -Does not matter.

Okay, how are we going to lure the tourists there?

Kit Easy. With a legend and a minibus.

What the fucking legend are you talking about?

Apparently lived some wicked count or nobleman there.

Did not the peasants pay their taxes, so he took their children and ate them up.

Bullshit. What kind of nonsense is that?

-It's true. I have read it on forums. -Which forum?

Damn it, Bojc! Online, of course.

Are you looking at online forums? What's wrong with you?

What the hell, may I quit sometime?

Sure, tell me now. Let him talk.

It is said that this nobleman, at least on the forums ...

-... is Count Dracula's cousin. What?

-Greve Draculas cousin. -Dracula? You are completely fucked in the head.

Did you hear what he said, Ferdo? Dracula? Bullshit. What's wrong with you?

Let him talk, then we see where he wants to go.

I knew you would understand, Ferdo.

Many are interested in history. We can do this tour.

We can advertise it on the forums.

It will be a success. Ferdo gives us access.

Then I guide them around. Damn, it's easy money.

What should I do? Driving the minibus?

-You'll play Dracula's cousin. What?

Damn, that's exactly what they want. Do not you understand?

A seven-hell show! And we'll give them that.

They will love it, you see.

Wait.

Should I let people in without permission in a building guarded by my company

and cheat them on money?

Yes.

Who the hell do you think I am? Huh ?!

-I was just thinking .... -What then? With your hazelnut brain?

You have not thought of anything! Say what you thought!

-I mean ... I was thinking ... -What then?!

Your brother is an idiot.

Of course I agree! We'll really shine them. Bravo!

Good thinking!

Ferdo, why is the villa closed?

Why have they not opened it if people are now so interested?

It was launched many years ago. It is basically empty.

-Then there was a scandal in the 50's. -What happened?

It was used as a madhouse shortly after World War II.

Everything was in order, but then they all disappeared. Really everyone.

Both patients and doctors. Nobody has been able to explain what was happening.

They kept quiet and shut it down. You know what it was like then.

It's true. People nearby still talking about the count.

They say he scared people and ate them up for breakfast.

Damn, where did you get that from? Where do you want to go?

You'll see. We will earn the big house.

-I offer this round. -That's the spirit!

Gullet! Give us another round.

But who the hell is going to drive the minibus, then?

Seriously.

Hi, my name is Marjan. I have an offer that you must not miss.

Another unique chance an unforgettable experience.

Discover Valburga's curse with us. M&B Tours.

-Yes? - Hi, Mile. It's Sven.

-Sven? -Yes, Sven.

Is that you, Sven?

Yes, Mile. It's Sven.

-Sven? -Yes. Sven, Mile.

Hi. Hi, Sven.

-Where are you, Sven? In Finland? -No, I'm in Stockholm.

Is not it in Finland?

No, I'm in Stockholm, Mile.

Is not it in Finland?

No, Mile. Stockholm is located in Sweden.

Okay, in Sweden.

Listen, Sven?

-Where are you, my friend? -Listen up. I'm coming to Slovenia.

Are you going to?

Yes, and I need your help. That's one thing I have to do.

What do you need?

You have to help me with a private matter.

Do you want heroin?

No, Mile. No fucking heroin.

Not? So what do you want?

You'll help me to go on a guided tour.

What? Where?

On a guided tour.

-A guided tour? -Yes, a guided tour, Mile.

-To a place called Valburga. -Valburga?

-What the hell is Valburga? -It's a place I want to go to.

-Why are you coming to Slovenia? -To go to Valburga!

-Where is Valburga? -In Slovenia, Mile.

-Seriously? -Yes, seriously!

It sounds like it's in Austria.

No, it's in Slovenia!

Okay. So why do you need my help?

I want you to book a trip to Valburga for me.

Where then?

Damn ... In Slovenia. For hell, Mile!

Okay, but where?

-Valburga. What the hell?! -Yeah, Valburga.

I want you to hear from BMF Tours and book three tickets for me. Okay?

BMF Tours?

Yes, BMF Tours.

And Mile ...

Yes?

Fix a gun for me.

OK no problem.

Good. We'll hear from you in a few days. Tjing Ling.

Bye.

After we walked around in this magnificent park

and got to breathe in some fresh Slovenian air

it's time to go in in the mysterious villa. Follow me.

The mysterious villa is also decorated with these two beautiful statues.

And they are created by ....

... an unknown artist.

But above them you can see the beautiful baroque balcony

where the Baron of Valburga commanded his subjects.

And through this magnificent gate

came the wagons with possessions that the baron confiscated from his subjects

and thus gathered a huge fortune.

As promised by BMF Tours

shall we tell you today The Baron of Valbourg's bloody history.

So come with me. I'll show you the hidden secrets and legends.

-This way. -Why do we take the little gate?

Because we have no car. The main gate is only for those with carriage.

Okay, wagon.

Go ahead and go inside.

Couldn't you have done that a little better?

Give me a cig.

What are you looking at? Give me a cig.

-I have none. - Do you have no cigs?

No, I have no cigs. Do you smoke, Ferdo?

What the hell do you care if I smoke? Do you have a cig or not?

I have none.

You have. Why are you fucking with me?

As long as I have the cig, so you have nothing to say about.

Understood?

Take that bastard and move him there.

What are you looking at? Was this my idea?

No, that was your idea. Just do it. You're the vampire.

-There's a little mouse there. -Yes, there's a little mouse in the hole there.

Because in hell.

Be careful! Do not sabotage everything now, you classy idiot.

Damn shit!

Well then...

We have now entered Bloody Baron's residence.

The Baron is believed to be Dracula's cousin.

-Dracula. -Satans Dracula.

Dracula. Count Dracula.

Stop there. Was he not a baron?

No, Dracula was a count.

We know that.

Yes, but the baron lived here.

The Baron of Valburga.

What is most important? Is it the baron or the scribe?

I mean, Count. Skreven? Count? Skreven.

-Which of them? -Yes.

No one knows what the Bloody Baron is really called,

so we call him Bloody Baron of Valburga.

We will also visit a haunted chapel where the Bloody Baron married his wife.

According to legend, she was a real beauty.

Most of the baron's atrocities took place in the chapel.

Where is the chapel?

Yes a moment. We will see the chapel.

Many claim that the wicked spirits ...

Where is the chapel?

The chapel, yes ...

Yes, to the chapel. We go to the chapel.

This way. Yes, this way.

This is a typical staircase.

You do not say. Where are the vampires?

They sleep during the day and does not dress in black, okay?

Now we go up the magnificent stairs.

The nobles in Valburga used to go up them.

It is a typical staircase

leading from one floor to another. It leads to all the other floors,

and provides access to each of them.

That says a lot about the building overall functionality.

-We test here. -Here?

Vasily?

-It's not good. -Show me some love. Come on.

Come on, was elegant.

It's not good.

Come now. I feel the inspiration in my scrotum.

Each of them leads to this beautiful staircase.

And of course it is custom built, and it leads to all floors of the villa,

for each of them leads to this beautiful staircase.

And only here at BMF Tours we give a special view of the room

where you can get in touch with Bloody Baron of Valburga.

In a house on the next floor there is the soul of the accursed baron.

And what is the curse?

The curse of Valburg.

-We did a good job, right? -I did a good job, you mean.

You fucking idiot.

We know who has the cig and who the vampire is.

Did you bring any beer?

What?

Damn, Bojc.

The only thing you can do is fuck. Now we have no beer either.

Damn, stop fucking with me now! Where should I buy beer somewhere?

Yes, not in any store. Marjan is soon here with the tourists.

You stupid fan.

Ferdo, what's up with you? Ferdo, what's going on?

Damn!

Marjan! They killed Ferdo!

Okay, then let's go in in the mysterious chamber

which is somewhere nearby.

You will have a unique chance to meet the accursed baron.

This way.

-They're going to snort caramel. We follow them. -Whatever? You know why we're here.

We're going to catch a vampire. Do not forget it.

What is it?

We are Goths. We drink absinthe. We hunt and kill vampires.

So beautiful.

-Here it is. I feel it in my scrotum. -So elegant.

My purse is never wrong!

Vasily.

Do you want some rubber?

Not directly.

Cocaine.

Only the best for my girls.

Oh, yeah. This is the right place.

I feel it.

Retro-Romanian anal.

A new style.

Everyone will want it. Oh, yeah.

You will be my new porn stars.

My ...

... anal queens.

My anal hole is always ready.

-Vasilij. -Give me.

Retro-Romanian anal.

That's the thing.

Come here, you pig.

Ass to ass. Yes.

And now - shooting!

Yes ... On the floor. On the floor.

On the floor. Yes, so there.

It's real anal.

Break!

Subba! I can not work like this. I'm a pro.

-She's useless. - Was not like that, Anastasia.

No, give it to me!

Subba!

Vasily.

Exactly, Dasja. Take care of Vasily.

Damn amateurs.

Here comes the king of anal.

No one can go deeper than Vasily.

What?

What's up with you, Dasja?

Running!

Please come with me. We are at ...

-Monster! -He killed her!

He killed her! Save me!

-Where is the exit? I want out! -He's not normal!

-Quiet. -He killed her!

Why did you leave the group? You can not run around the villa.

Finally something happens!

The couple must have discovered our surprise a little too soon.

He killed her!

-Where is the other woman? -He killed her!

Where is the other woman? There were two of them, if I remember correctly.

She was killed!

You do not understand. He killed her!

Have you seen the vampire? Where is it?

-Calm down. -Calm down yourself!

Where's the other girl?

And you two ... What about you?

Too much caramel?

Where's the other girl?

-She's dead. He killed her. -Who?

-He. What?

I did not kill her, you subba.

Something ... He ...

In the dark.

Where's the other girl?

Where.

Over there?

-Where. -Come on, we'll go and see.

Come on, Hans.

Where is she? She was here.

What the hell are you staring at? Have you lost anything, idiot? Fucking Dracula.

Dasja? I do not understand what is happening.

It is impossible.

Dasja ... I do not understand.

Dasja. She was here!

-Dasja? -Where is Dasja?

-What happens? -I do not know.

-It is impossible. -I do not understand.

-I do not know... -So where is she?

-Maybe the woman went on ... Can't you just shut up?

Stop fucking now, Vasily. What happened?

I do not know. She was right here.

He killed her here.

Anastasia, tell me that. Tell us what happened to Dasja!

Sven ... Is that not enough with this circus now?

Okay, I'm just going to ...

Who are you going to call?

What then? I'm responsible.

From now on you are only responsible before me and no one else.

Where is the Baron's eye?

What then?

Where is the Baron's eye? Where is it?

"The Baron's Eye or the Red Stone of Suffering is an invaluable relic, "

"in which the suffering of all the peasants became eaten by the Baron of Valburga exists. "

"United with the mysterious forces of hell it brings suffering and destruction. "

-Give me that one. - "Its power ..."

Now we know what we're talking about.

Where is the Baron's eye?

I do not know. If I can call my superiors, I can ask them.

They may know ... They can probably tell you where to find it.

If you can just lend me the phone ...

If I may just call ...

It only takes a minute.

-Are you kidding me? -No.

Do you think I'm going to a country like this ...

...just for fun?

And let someone like you pull over me?

Is that what you think? Is that so?

Do not drive with my friend.

Do you not understand that he is not from here? He does not give a shit.

Do not be stupid now.

Answer the question and give him what he wants.

Do not embarrass me, please.

Damn! What the hell?

What the hell?

What the hell is that for?

Bojan? Bojan!

-Bojan! -Shut up, you fucking herring.

Where did Bojan go? That is my brother!

It's my brother Bojan.

What's with you? What is it?

Are you completely out of your mind?

Where the hell did that come from? Where did it come from?

For hell!

This is just a fucking scam.

Your devil's peasants. Why are you behaving like this?

Behave like civilized people and do not shame me.

Why are you embarrassing me? in front of my guests from Europe?

Because in hell. Your damn peasant lips.

Do you even know how to behave? Behave now.

What the hell is your problem? What did I do to deserve it?

It's my brother Bojan.

What are you groping for? Do not you see that he is dead?

You can not do anything in this country

without anyone sabbing anything.

Your useless idiots.

Cocaine?

Fucking peasant lips.

Why do you behave like that?

For hell! Give to my friends from Europe what they want.

You fucking idiots! Damn, you damn stupid heads!

Because of people like you

believe all other European countries that we are just rubbish. You are a shame.

You want everything for yourself. No culture whatsoever.

And you're trying to fuck with me? How stupid can you be?

If I tell you to behave ...

... so behave!

What the hell is going on?

Damn!

-What the hell is going on? -Take us out. We are not prepared for this.

What is going on? What was that? There was no vampire!

I do not know. I have never...

I've never been here before. I also got lost.

I've never been to this part of the villa. I also got lost.

They killed my brother. I can not understand it.

I do not know where we are anywhere. I'm lost too.

You can't blame me. Help me please. I do not know where we are.

I do not know!

It can not happen here.

I refuse to die here.

I'm Vasily.

A praise porn star.

I created "Anal Holiday" volume seven and twelve.

I was born to create.

I have a hit. You must not take it from me!

I'm the future of anal! I refuse to die in this shitty place!

Not now that I've discovered a new porn genre. Lesbian retro Romanian anal!

Running!

No, Vasily!

Good.

Yes indeed.

To you, my darling.

Not so bad. Really not.

Not so bad at all.

Luis! Let's go.

No! We go and take the charcoal.

Wait for us!

Where did they go?

Why did we not check on Vasily? We go back and get the charcoal.

Which caramel? Are you crazy?

- Did you not see what happened? -He is dead. Whatever?

Whatever? What's with you? We have to find them.

They left us! We go back, take the charcoal and party.

Partying? What then? We are go ...

We're gothare, I know! But I want to do it anyway.

Luis ...

Chloe!

Come on, stand up!

I can not! My leg hurts.

Where then?

My ankle.

Luise, seriously? Up with you now, otherwise I'll leave you here.

Stop fooling around now!

It's not that bad, is it?

I can not walk.

Come on, hurry up now!

Do you think I do this on purpose?

My leg hurts!

I know, Luise, but we have to move on.

Where? We're lost.

I have no idea where we're going. Do you have it?

Luis is gone!

Why we had to to go on this trip?

We should have stayed home and drunk absinth. Why did we do this?

It was our best chance to catch a vampire.

Come now. We must save ourselves.

But it was not a vampire.

What was that? There was nothing in the book about it.

I wanted to be a vampire, not a prey to a werewolf.

Why do you think it's a werewolf?

If you do not want to die, then you get hurry up and stop whining!

Don't you think I do?

What else but a werewolf?

It was your idea to come here and catch the vampire

so he could turn us into vampires.

And now we are just a few pieces of meat for a werewolf.

I wonder what ...

Luise?

Luise?

Subba!

Elsa!

What was that?

Is there another one of your damn tricks, Marjan?

I do not know what that was. I do not know.

Are you sure you do not have another brother

lurking in the shadows and waiting for us around the corner?

They killed my brother! What do you not understand?

Why would you do such a thing? What's wrong with you?

Fan ta dig! I did not kill him!

Who killed Vasily? Who killed him?

Fan to Vasily ... Fan, fan ...

I lost everything because of you.

You ruined my anal career!

Get us out of here. You fucking idiot! Fucking imbecill!

Is that Russian karate?

Where are we now?

Do not know, but below the stairs there must be an exit nearby.

Nearby was then?

Down the stairs and then we'll turn right.

-Not left? -No, right. I'm sure of that.

-Right or left? -Right. I'm sure.

Are you sure? Your backward bastard.

You would not even find out with a map of the villa!

Elsa?

Fan, fan, fan!

Stop fighting and calm down. We have to find a way out.

Shut up, you Russian cow!

Where is the chapel?

Who then?

Stop!

Where the hell is the chapel?

You promised to show me the chapel. So where the hell is that?

Why do you need it right now?

-To summon a demon. -A demon?

Can't you talk as a normal human being?

No.

Stop! Stop!

Why can you not summon the demon here?

Why do you need it? Are we not already having enough problems?

I need holy ground to summon a demon.

I have to do it to get revenge Elsa.

Cursed Swedish subba!

Go now!

Go!

Let me go!

Let me go!

Satan's pig!

No!

Satan's pig!

-Cursed bastard! -Shut up, damn it!

-One to lean subba. What's wrong with them? -I know. They are all the same.

-We will be hungry. -Just calm down. I catch more.

But first we have to give her a round.

Make a nice tartar of her.

Good idea. Lay her on the bench.

You damn bastards!

I'm gonna kill you!

A nice change. She looks good.

I like her.

She is mine.

Your pigs! Fuck off!

Your scum! Fan ta er!

Let me go! Let me go!

Let me go!

Crush her!

Marjan, we've passed this place probably six times now.

Sven, we can not find the chapel. We should look for a way out.

Have you seen anyone?

-I did not know that the villa was so big. - I'm glad, Marjan.

That you are so committed in this historic architecture.

But I suggest that when you are done to admire the sights here,

then you take us to the chapel, your damn Balkan shit!

I do not know where the chapel is! I do not know!

I do not even know where I am! I do not know!

There was never a tourist office! There was no!

I just wanted easy money. I've been broke for the last two years.

I've sold Chinese shit which no one wants to buy.

Everyone around me has money, but not me. I got nothing.

I eat dry bread every fucking day to pay my debts!

Damn it! I also want my fair share!

I also want money! Do you understand?

I also want shrimp, some drinks

and some fragrant, silky pussies!

But I get this. This fucking shit!

Shit and just shit! Marjan gets nothing but shit!

So damn you and your fucking chapel and everything else!

I'm sorry you're treating me like shit! You can go to hell!

You damn bastards!

The eye ...

The Baron's eye.

So you no longer need the chapel?

The Baron's eye.

I've finally found you.

After all these years ... You are mine!

It is mine!

I have something for you.

Where am I?

I have something for you.

Look.

I drew it.

Look. Look at it.

Look!

What is that?

Where am I?

Where's Luise?

Luise?

Many years ago we lived outdoors.

The Germans attacked us.

It was awful. No food. We were hungry all the time.

We were afraid of the Germans and hid us in a basement.

They killed everyone and threw away their bodies in the basement. We started eating them.

The partisans defeated the Germans. More food for us.

I can draw you. I can do that.

We were hungry again. We wanted more meat.

We started hunting for meat. Then we ate. We ate a lot.

My grandfather knows. He taught us to hunt for meat.

I can not hunt for meat yet, but I can draw.

Did I not say she can try to escape?

Let her be.

Do not play with the food! Take the hammer and kill her.

Kill her! I told you to kill her.

Do it now!

Let me be! Let me be!

-What a nice piece of meat. -Let me go!

I'll eat you with pleasure. What a nice piece of meat.

Let me go! No no!

Go to hell, you bastards!

I'm Marjan!

I'm Marjan!

I'm Marjan! No fucking with me!

You damn fucking pigs! Fan ta er!

You bastards! Damn it, you devil's pig!

Let me be, you bastard!

Shit too.

Good morning.

I do not know if I would call it good.

The morning is nothing for us.

But after that comes the night.

What?

Nothing.

The beer is out.

You say that?

Yesterday we really hit the roof.

Yes.

But...

Ilsa.

Yes my love?

Alcohol is not for everyone.

It was not so bad.

I wonder where everyone went.

Yes, it really was not bad.

But seriously, where did they all go?

Do you think they just left us here?

-Everything is possible with those people. -Yes....

But we really had fun here.

Yes it's true.

It was fun. I did not expect much violence.

Yes, the violence was amazing.

Where are we going today?

"Visit..."

"... the untouched ..."

"... nature ..."

"... and enjoy ..."

"...to taste..."

"... our home-brewed brandy."

"Experience ..."

"... the real taste ..."

"... of the idyllic ..."

"...Slovenia."

-Hembränt? -Javisst.

Why not?

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