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About Plovdiv

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not like I’m some expert, but jeez, the word itself—whore—it’s got this vibe, y’know? Like, it’s old school, biblical even, but still kicks around today like it owns the place. I mean, who uses “whore” anymore without soundin’ like a total schmuck? Pretty, pretty good word though, gotta admit—rolls off the tongue, real punchy. Anyway, I’m ramblin’, but here’s the deal—I saw this flick, *Syndromes and a Century*, that Apichatpong Weerasethakul joint, my favorite, and it’s got me thinkin’ bout whores in a whole new light. Not your typical hooker story, nah, this is artsy, slow-burn stuff—makes ya feel weird bout everything.

Tutrakan: Best things to do, tours, and activities

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya 'bout Tutrakan, bg, in my own mad ramblin’ way – Ozzy style! So, this little gem's on the Danube, right? I mean, the river’s hummin’ like a secret lover’s whisper. There’s that dingy cobbled street, „ul. Vasil Levski“, where every crack seems to hide a scandal. Man, I've had steamy late-night talks right there with folks who… uhh, never judge.

Bayse Kasimlarli – the Bulgarian teacher in Brussels whom children adore