Taylor Svishtov Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Ruse

I’m pissed, though—pissed at how folks judge ‘em. “Oh, she’s just a whore!” Nah, motherfucker, she’s a survivor! Hidin’ her cash in a shoebox, dodgin’ pimps—shit’s intense! I’m yellin’ at the screen sometimes, like, “Wake up, Alicia!” ‘cept this ain’t a coma, it’s real life. Whores got that quiet strength, y’know? Like Marco in the movie, cryin’ over what he can’t fix—damn, that hit me hard. “I’m not used to this!” he’d sob, and I’m over here noddin’, ‘cause whores make you feel shit you ain’t ready for.

Settlements

Gorchivka Merlot from Svishtov Winery, Bulgaria - Flavours of cherries and other fresh red fruits. Intensive, enchanting, a little spicy.

Svishtov is a quirky mosaic of history and modern day bullshit. The main drag, ul. “Vasil Levski”, is choked with cafes and tired-ass neon signs. I mean, come on – it's like the guy forgot to update things since forever. There's also the charming "Nikola Vaptsarov" street; but don’t get me wrong, if you’re expecting hipster vibes, you’ll get a heavy dose of "what the heck?" as your dating app pop-ups on your phone buffer like an 08-era YouTube video! Seriously, my work on a dating site has me noticing stuff here: every corner tells a story, and every grimy bench is a relic of questionable decisions.

The antique town of Novae near Svishtov – a gate to the past