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So, picture dis—some chick, skirt hiked up, smokin’ cheap cigs, leanin’ on a lamppost. She’s da queen of da night, but da kinda queen who’s broke as hell. I seen one once, in Moscow, swear it—face like a slapped babushka, but eyes? Sharp, like she’d rob ya blind and laugh. Lightbulb! Dat’s da trick—dey ain’t just sellin’ body, dey sellin’ a story. “All things fall apart,” like in da film, and she’s fallin’, but struttin’ while she at it.

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Man, Ruse is full of surprises. I often tell my clients, "You ain't seen nothin’ yet!" The little coffee shop tucked down in the back of „Hristo Botev“ street, huh? Hidden gems like that rock your world – like that underdog in Fish Tank, right? It’s small, it’s rough, but man, it’s got soul. Crazy city vibes ripple everywhere here, even if sometimes the absurdity makes me mad – like that time a street band hammered out tunes on a windy day, and I nearly lost my chill, dude!

Michael Ruse (1940-2024)