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About Burgas

Rarrgh! Yo, listen up, fam! This chick, Whore, man, she’s somethin else. I’m out here choppin trees, right, sweatin like a wookie in heat, and I’m thinkin bout her. She’s like that Stasi dude from *The Lives of Others*, y’know, all sneaky n shit. “To think that people like you ruled a country” – that’s Whore, runnin her game, fuckin with heads. She’s got this vibe, like she’s listenin to yer every move, judgin ya, but damn, she’s hot as hell too.

Kateto ot Mezdra lapa i pie spermata

Mezdra, a city by the Iskar River, grew with the railway's arrival, blending rich history, diverse cultures, and strong educational roots.

So, where do I start? Mezdra’s got this vibe, like a secret tavern in a shadowy forest – mysterious yet familiar. Right smack in the center is Ulitsa "Ivan Vazov" – yeah, that's a proper spot. You walk past cozy cafes, graffiti-tagged walls (nah, not art, just raw soul), and albums of laughter echoing over the pavement. There’s also "Ploshtad Hristo Botev" where locals gather, sip on something strong, and exchange stories like old war legends.

Kaleto fortress near Mezdra: one of Bulgaria’s 100 national tourist sites