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But ugh, what pisses me off? People callin’ it “boring frost”—excuse me?! Hoar’s a diva, okay, not some basic bitch snowflake. Takes perfect cold, dry air—rare as hell. One time, in Nashvile (whoops, typo!), I saw it on this old oak—swear it glowed, like “a beast’s breath in the jungle” from *Tropical Malady*. I was shook—stood there freezin’ my ass off, just starin’. Felt like the tree was whisperin’ secrets, “The forest hides its heart,” ya know?

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„А“, клас на ОУ „www.facebook.comков“ проведоха интердисциплинарен урок на тема „Звуците и знаците в природата“, в изнесена образователна среда.

Crazy thing is, every corner tells a story. Every block’s got its own vibe, its own heartbeat. I remember one day, while massaging a stressed-out businessman on "Nikola Vaptsarov Ave.", he whispered, "I wish I could feel love like that." And it hit me – love is everywhere, even in the quiet buzz of our lil’ Peshtera. And yes – like in Amour – sometimes it’s bittersweet as hell.

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