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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m comin’ atcha like Judge Judy on a rampage—sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin’!”—talkin’ bout whores, yeah, the oldest gig in the book. Whore’s been around forever, right? Slingin’ ass since Babylon, probs. Makes me think of *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives*—that flick’s my jam, 2010, Apichatpong Weerasethakul, artsy as hell. Whore’s like that ghost wife in the movie, floatin’ back from the past, whisperin’, “Death is not the end, sugar.” Spooky, sexy vibes—gets me every time.

Dalgopol Municipality | Varna Province | Bulgaria

Now, lemme bend your ear about the park—Park "Svoboda" is the heart of the town. Man, it's where the locals spill their guts and passions under moonlit skies, whispering secrets among the ancient trees. And there's this trickle of a river, the "Reka Dalmata" (yeah, sounds exotic, right?) that snakes near the outskirts—double meaning if you catch my drift! It's got those hidden nooks perfect for a cheeky rendezvous or just a quiet moment of insanity. Sometimes I'd sit there, thinkin’ about the human body’s crazy mysteries, like nothin’ else matters.

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