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About Sofia

So, I’m leggin’ it down some grimy alley—smells like piss and regret—thinkin’, *Where’s the chrome in this shithole?* Little known fact: back in Victorian times, prossies used to flash a red hanky—secret code, innit? Now it’s all apps and “discreet” ads—progress, my arse! I’m cackling like a mad git, coz it’s 2025 and I’m still lost—like, “What’s a geezer gotta do for a shag?”

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This might all sound like I'm rambling but, mate, that's the beauty of it – unfiltered, real, and a bit off-kilter. The city has its flaws – potholes galore, weird street names I can't even pronounce sometimes (tsk tsk, like uL "Kostadin Donchev" that gave me a tongue cramp on first try). But, it’s real, raw, and as unpredictable as the ending of Synecdoche, New York. And trust me, that movie's insane monologues reflect exactly what you feel roaming these streets.

April 4, 2004: 20 years since the tragedy in the river Lim, in which 12 Bulgarian children died