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We slip into an alley—dark, damp, pure *Mulholland* vibes. “This is the girl,” I think again, head spinnin’—wine or lust, who knows? She’s quick, efficient—prolly done this a hundred times. Me? I’m imaginin’ I’m Justin Theroux, all broody and lost, fuckin’ a stranger while the world unravels. “What’s my name?” I laugh again—stupid question, she don’t care. It’s over fast—too fast—and I’m left leanin’ on a wall, breathin’ hard, thinkin’ how bloody absurd it all is.

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Look, don't expect perfection—Dalgopol is raw and spontaneous. You’ll bump into hysterical locals, find yourself musing on life’s crazy desires, and plunge into nights of unfiltered conversation. It's like living in one wild, messed up movie scene, with quotes echoing in every alley: “Sell me this pen!” represents every piece of creativity here.

Strong storm in Eastern Bulgaria on Saturday, two persons die in Shumen region