Partners in crime 
/PRODUCED BY/
/UNDERGROUND WORK/
matjaž lemut, zarja vintar
/TECHNOLOGY/
matjaž lemut, tilia estate
/DESIGN/
jana jazbec for kofein dizajn
/ILLUSTRATIONS/
/WORDS/
/COORDINATION/
sara grabnar, kofein dizajn
/PHOTOS/
/DIGITAL TECH/
miha sušnik for kofein dizajn
/PRINTING/
darjan lipoglavšek, jomi trade
/EXTERNAL SUPERVISION/
dr. janez hribar, UL biotehniška fakulteta
/DISTILLER/
roman mlakar, fructal
/GRAPE PICKERS/
nikola, pero, mario, marinka, uroš, blaž, matej, fata, zinka
/TRACTOR DRIVER/
nikola
/TRUCK DRIVERS/
rado, igor
/THANKS TO INTERNAL CONSULTANTS/
raco, metka, tomaž, petra, božo, jaka, uroš, jerca, ančka, duško, gal, ajda
/AND EXTERNAL/
luka jejčič, fructal
tanja pagon, grafos
aleš srnovršnik, arttech
dušan vičič, borut albrecht, vitrum
/CATERING/
/THANKS ALSO TO/
irena for the back massage
tex, zagor and bob rock as the reasons for comic obsession
igor as the influence for understanding the importance of a good story
PRODUCT OF SLOVENIA.
Partners in crime
ingredients
you know that kind of woman, impossible to satisfy, nothing is ever good enough? not the car, not the trip the friends the tie, the oyster the pearls the caviar and champagne, not the - god forbid! the grapa! is there such a thing as fucking great grapa, anymore? that kind of woman. a true, hard core, honest to god bitch. and you don't want to be the first one to use the word "no" in front of her? oh, but you do, you want to! you want her! because you need her. that's just how it is.
you need a fool, willing to, just to begin with, make 160t of grapes out of nothing, just the sun and the earth and some water, and then (mind you, 160t is 16 full fucking trucks) then squeeze the shit out of them to make 16t of skins. you need some serious motivation for something like that.
where else? it's where everything impossible happens. and you'll need at least 330m of copper tubing all over the place spreading to infinity, down there, below...
endless fire, a burning eternity, starting with at least 13 days of constant flames under two copper cauldrons, if it goes out, or even just a bit weak...
a fool is a fool, that's true, and so is this fool, but still not fool enough to ACTUALLY blurt out the one, final, magic thing that makes his grapa into what it is. he's no fool there. and neither is his grapa. especially his grapa.
