Eliza Perushtitsa Brothel ❤️

About Plovdiv

Dirty joints, they are—cash flows fast, beds creak louder. Heard once, in old France, “cat houses” they called ‘em—cats roamin’ free, catchin’ rats, hilarious that is! Pissed me off tho, how some lords snuck in, all high ‘n mighty, then preached purity next mornin’. Hypocrisy, bah! Reminds me—“The first thing we do is get the story,” like in the movie—brothel’s got stories, dark ones too.

PERUSHTITSA

Perushtitsa, Perushtitsa. 1, likes. Welcome to Perushtitsa-immerse into Antiquity,tradition and wine! Feel the thrill of setting foot on a land that preserves Thracian and Roman archaeology.

There’s a quirky, hidden square – „Ploshtad Mirov“, oh yes, filled up with old statues that look like they wanna talk to ye, whispering secrets, my precious, secrets I sometimes hear while rubbin’ my head. Wooo, did I mention, these streets spark memories. Like tat time when the spa was nearly flooded – oh, maddening, but then we made it a dance party in the rain, ha!

Knitters of Brussels lace gather in Bulgaria’s Perushtitsa