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Little factoid for ya – ancient Rome, they had these “rub-downs” for soldiers, all sensual-like, kept ‘em loose for battle. Bet Caesar got one, smirkin’ like a perv. Surprised me first time I heard that – history’s freaky, huh? Anyway, my fave part? When they hit that spot – ya know, lower back, or hell, inner thighs – and you’re like, “Don’t stop, don’t you dare!” Makes me happy, Clarice, like a kid with candy. Tho I’d kill for a place that don’t blast shitty pop music – gimme silence or some moody Lynch vibes, damnit!

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There’s a narrow lane called Kozbucha Street. Man, it's got such spirt. I often wander there after work, my mind buzzing with cosmic theories like I’m Stephen Hawking himself, but, like, in a massur’s body. I get mad sometimes, ya know, when a tourist slips on the uneven cobbles – eh, life’s little gravitational glitches, I guess.

Mirela Kostadinova: Dobri Ganchev establishes a joint-stock company, which he turns into a generous benefactor.