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About Stara Zagora

But ugh, the stench of it all—sweat, desperation, like a cave full o’ dead fish. Reminds me o’ them dark ops in the film, all sneaky and rotten. Ever wonder how they sleep? Prostitutes, I mean. Bet they don’t—haunted, they is, by every grubby hand. We hates it! Hates how it’s old as dirt too—back in Rome, they had ‘em marked with tattoos, little known fact that! Branded like cattle, makes me spit.

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Gender-based violence against women and children with psychosocial and intellectual disabilities continues to remain hidden and invisible.

I’m not even kidding – I’ve seen more backs than a chiropractor’s convention here. And let me tell ya, every tangled muscle tells a tale. Each knot is a badge of honor in this labyrinth of beautiful chaos. Sometimes I'd be massaging a bloke, and he mutters something like, “It’s like you’re a machine,” and I'm there thinking, “I’m not a robot, mate – unlike that tin-can in A.I.!” Haha, pure mad.

70th birthday of Metropolitan Gavriil of Lovech celebrated in Bulgaria