Elise Svishtov Whore ❤️

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My precious! Me, a Kvasnik, yesss, crafty hands, mixin’ spirits, pourin’ truth! Talkin’ ‘bout whores, eh, tricksy word, slippery like eels! Raspy cough – whores, they’re everywhere, ain’t they, struttin’ streets, bold as brass. Reminds me, “Holy Motors,” that flick – ohhh, my precious! – Monsieur Oscar shiftin’ faces, lives, like a whore switchin’ johns, y’know? “Weird little jobs,” he says, and ain’t that the truth for ‘em?

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• Svishtov is the birthplace of the author of the first book printed in the modern Bulgarian language, Philip Stanislavov. The author of the Bulgarian anthem, Tsvetan Radoslavov and .

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.

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