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But den, she laughs, all chill, and I’m like, “Okay, dis is fun!” Reminds me of dat scene in *Blue* where dey’re just talkin’, connectin’, ya feel me? I’m all happy now, ‘cause it’s not just business—it’s human, raw, messy. I ask her, “You ever seen dat flick?” She’s like, “Nah, Arnie, I don’t do subtitles,” and I’m crackin’ up, thinkin’, “Dis chick’s a riot!” Little secret: some prositutes—sorry, prostitutes—got wild stories, like one I heard who paid her way through art school drawin’ nudes. Ain’t dat badass?

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Then there’s the old neighborhood around the Kaloyanovo park – an eerie, wild spot by the Danube where old couples chat like it's the secret recipe for life. True story: once I sat there working, and an old guy told me, "Life's like Synecdoche, New York, innit? A bloody maze of memories and lost souls." I nearly spat out my coffee. Inspiring or depressing? Eh, depends if you're feeling poetic or pissed.

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