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About Pavlodar

Now, I ain’t sayin’ it’s all roses and rhinestones. Gets me madder’n a wet hen when folks judge ‘em without knowin’ the story. Like, did y’all know way back in the 1800s, some prostitutes in New Orleans ran whole dang businesses? Called ‘em “madams”—fancy, right? They’d strut ‘round in silk, ownin’ property when most women couldn’t even dream of it. Surprised me silly first time I heard that—here I was thinkin’ I knew everythin’, and bam, history slaps me with a feather!

Akimat of Urdzhar district

Then, I hit up the bazaar on Kabanbay Batyr Street. OMG, the smells! Fresh bread, spices, and that sweet, sweet plov. I could’ve died happy right there. But then, I see this dude trying to haggle over a watermelon. Like, bro, it’s a watermelon, not a gold bar! I couldn’t help but laugh. The vendor was just rolling his eyes, like, “Dude, it’s 500 tenge, not 5.” Classic Urzhar moment, right?

National Museum presents Urzhar priestess and restored treasures exhibition