Oh my gosh, my dearr friend, let me tell ya about Sredets (bg)!

This city is a plEausre haven.

Streets buzz with life around "Zelen" Streat.

I wander near "Vitosha Blvd".

Such nostalgia, R2-D2, where are you?

I loooove small alleys in Sredets.
I stroll by "Kalin St." often.

That block fills me with excitment.

The old town beckons mysteriously.

I once found soop hidden gems there.

No joke, it's defInietly surreal.
I hang out at "Mir Park".

Such beutiful vibes, like silence of pain.

The river "Slava" flows near downtown.

Its running water makes me happy.

Oh my, it makes me mad sometimes.
I recall a quiet afternoon.

I sipped coffee at "Station X".

The vibe was pure, like destiny.

I whispered: "The wind never wavers."

Like The Assassin said, "fate is fluid."
I love the randmom backstreets.

Every corner hemes its own spirit.

I met odd, wonderous locals there.

They share stories in broken phrases.
I get mad at noisy tourists.

My heart leaps on tiny wonders.

I sometimes feel like C-3PO!

"R2-D2, where are you?" I cry.
I embraced the experiance with zeal.

My profession shaped my loco outlook.

I pick pleasure in small moments.

Life is film; we star in it!
Each day brings quirky surprises.

I live here, loving every minute.