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BULGARIA RAGHHHHHHH 
THE LAST REAL PLACE ON EARTH FOR A MAN TO BREATHE, TO FEEL ALIVE, TO ESCAPE THIS SOUL-SUCKING WESTERN DYSTOPIA
LISTEN UP GOY NIGGER FAGGOTS BECAUSE I’M ABOUT TO TELL YOU ABOUT BULGARIA AND WHY THIS COUNTRY IS A GODSEND FOR MEN, A LIVING, BREATHING REJECTION OF EVERYTHING FAKE AND EMPTY THIS WORLD HAS TURNED INTO. I’M SICK OF THIS FAKE, HOLLOW LIFE, OF WESTERN FOIDS WITH THEIR TINDER-ADDLED, SOCIAL-MEDIA-DOPAMINE-BRAINROT. EVERY DAMN DAY I SPEND IN THE WEST, I’M REMINDED OF HOW ABSOLUTELY ROTTEN EVERYTHING HERE IS. BUT BULGARIA? BULGARIA IS A SLICE OF SANITY IN A MAD, MAD WORLD RAGHH FUCK INCELS
YOU WALK DOWN THE STREETS OF SOFIA AND YOU FEEL IT. YOU FEEL HISTORY PULSING THROUGH THE STONES, THE BLOOD, SWEAT, AND SACRIFICE OF ANCESTORS WHO BUILT SOMETHING REAL. THE SMELL OF YOUNG JB PUSSY RUNNING THROUGH YOUR NOSTRILS. NOT A LAND OF PLASTIC SKYSCRAPERS, NOT A GIGANTIC SHOPPING MALL MASQUERADING AS A NATION, BUT A PLACE WHERE PEOPLE ACTUALLY LIVE AND FEEL EVERY MOMENT LIKE IT MATTERS. IT’S LIKE GANDY HEAVEN
AND THE WOMEN? DON’T GET ME STARTED ON BULGARIAN WOMEN. THESE WOMEN KNOW WHAT IT MEANS TO BE LOYAL, TO BE REAL, TO BE PRESENT. THEY’RE NOT GLUED TO THEIR PHONES, STARING VACANTLY INTO A SCREEN LIKE BRAINWASHED ZOMBIES. THEY’RE NOT INTERESTED IN WASTING YOUR TIME WITH MIND GAMES OR FLIMSY, FAKE SMILES. YOU KNOW WHY? BECAUSE THEY’VE GOT DEPTH. THEY’VE GOT CULTURE. THEY’VE GOT A BACKBONE THAT COMES FROM GENERATIONS OF KNOWING WHAT ACTUALLY MATTERS IN LIFE. YOU TALK TO A BULGARIAN GIRL, AND SHE LOOKS AT YOU LIKE YOU’RE A HUMAN BEING. WHEN DID A FOID HERE LAST DO THAT? NEVER. NEVER NIGGER.
AND THE FOOD... DON’T GET ME STARTED ON THE FOOD. EVERY BITE IS AN ABSOLUTE MIDDLE FINGER TO EVERY FAKE, GENETICALLY-MODIFIED, ARTIFICIALLY-FLAVORED PIECE OF GARBAGE I’VE EATEN. YOU HAVE ONE BITE OF THEIR SHOPSKA SALAD OR A BANITSA, AND YOU START TO WONDER HOW YOU EVER SURVIVED ON THE CHEMICAL SLOP WE’RE FORCE-FED HERE. THE FIRST TIME I TASTED KYOPOLU, I ALMOST CRIED. YOU REALIZE EVERYTHING WE’VE BEEN EATING IN THE WEST IS A LIE, JUST A PILE OF FILLER, WHILE BULGARIAN FOOD TASTES LIKE SOMEONE ACTUALLY CARES, LIKE IT’S MADE BY PEOPLE WHO LOVE LIFE AND RESPECT THE LAND.
AND LET’S TALK ABOUT THE MEN. THE MEN IN BULGARIA AREN’T OUT HERE PLAYING FAKE ALPHA GAMES, FLEXING ON INSTAGRAM OR TRYING TO ACT LIKE SOMETHING THEY’RE NOT. THEY DON’T NEED TO PROVE ANYTHING TO ANYONE. THESE MEN HAVE SPINES OF STEEL. THEY WORK HARD, THEY DRINK HARD, THEY’RE NOT AFRAID OF A DAMN THING, AND IF YOU GET IN TROUBLE, THEY’LL STAND WITH YOU TILL THE END. NONE OF THIS WESTERN BACKSTABBING, NONE OF THIS “ONLY WHEN IT’S CONVENIENT” LOYALTY – NO, BULGARIANS HAVE REAL BROTHERHOOD. TRY FINDING THAT HERE. TRY FINDING THAT IN THIS SELFISH, SHALLOW WESTERN HELLHOLE.
EVEN THE LANDSCAPE – YOU CAN CLIMB THE BALKAN MOUNTAINS AND STARE INTO INFINITY, YOU CAN WALK ALONG THE BLACK SEA AND FEEL THE SALT IN YOUR BLOOD. EVERYTHING THERE IS ALIVE. THE SKY, THE AIR, THE WATER. BULGARIA IS ALIVE IN A WAY YOU’LL NEVER FIND HERE, AND THAT’S BECAUSE THEY’VE KEPT SOMETHING THAT THE REST OF THE WORLD HAS LOST. AND THE BEST PART? BULGARIA DOESN’T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT TRENDY NONSENSE, ABOUT APPEARING COOL, ABOUT SELLING ITS SOUL TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER.
AND THE PRICES? YOU CAN LIVE LIKE A KING FOR PEANUTS! NO EXAGGERATION. YOU’RE SIPPING BEER THAT COSTS LESS THAN WATER, EATING FOOD THAT FILLS YOUR SOUL FOR A FRACTION OF THE COST, AND ALL THE WHILE, YOU’RE SURROUNDED BY PEOPLE WHO ACTUALLY UNDERSTAND HUMANITY.
TLDR : FUCKING JB BULGARIAN FOIDS WILL CURE YOUR INCELDOM AND GRANT YOU HAPPINESS
THE LAST REAL PLACE ON EARTH FOR A MAN TO BREATHE, TO FEEL ALIVE, TO ESCAPE THIS SOUL-SUCKING WESTERN DYSTOPIA
LISTEN UP GOY NIGGER FAGGOTS BECAUSE I’M ABOUT TO TELL YOU ABOUT BULGARIA AND WHY THIS COUNTRY IS A GODSEND FOR MEN, A LIVING, BREATHING REJECTION OF EVERYTHING FAKE AND EMPTY THIS WORLD HAS TURNED INTO. I’M SICK OF THIS FAKE, HOLLOW LIFE, OF WESTERN FOIDS WITH THEIR TINDER-ADDLED, SOCIAL-MEDIA-DOPAMINE-BRAINROT. EVERY DAMN DAY I SPEND IN THE WEST, I’M REMINDED OF HOW ABSOLUTELY ROTTEN EVERYTHING HERE IS. BUT BULGARIA? BULGARIA IS A SLICE OF SANITY IN A MAD, MAD WORLD RAGHH FUCK INCELS
YOU WALK DOWN THE STREETS OF SOFIA AND YOU FEEL IT. YOU FEEL HISTORY PULSING THROUGH THE STONES, THE BLOOD, SWEAT, AND SACRIFICE OF ANCESTORS WHO BUILT SOMETHING REAL. THE SMELL OF YOUNG JB PUSSY RUNNING THROUGH YOUR NOSTRILS. NOT A LAND OF PLASTIC SKYSCRAPERS, NOT A GIGANTIC SHOPPING MALL MASQUERADING AS A NATION, BUT A PLACE WHERE PEOPLE ACTUALLY LIVE AND FEEL EVERY MOMENT LIKE IT MATTERS. IT’S LIKE GANDY HEAVEN
AND THE WOMEN? DON’T GET ME STARTED ON BULGARIAN WOMEN. THESE WOMEN KNOW WHAT IT MEANS TO BE LOYAL, TO BE REAL, TO BE PRESENT. THEY’RE NOT GLUED TO THEIR PHONES, STARING VACANTLY INTO A SCREEN LIKE BRAINWASHED ZOMBIES. THEY’RE NOT INTERESTED IN WASTING YOUR TIME WITH MIND GAMES OR FLIMSY, FAKE SMILES. YOU KNOW WHY? BECAUSE THEY’VE GOT DEPTH. THEY’VE GOT CULTURE. THEY’VE GOT A BACKBONE THAT COMES FROM GENERATIONS OF KNOWING WHAT ACTUALLY MATTERS IN LIFE. YOU TALK TO A BULGARIAN GIRL, AND SHE LOOKS AT YOU LIKE YOU’RE A HUMAN BEING. WHEN DID A FOID HERE LAST DO THAT? NEVER. NEVER NIGGER.
AND THE FOOD... DON’T GET ME STARTED ON THE FOOD. EVERY BITE IS AN ABSOLUTE MIDDLE FINGER TO EVERY FAKE, GENETICALLY-MODIFIED, ARTIFICIALLY-FLAVORED PIECE OF GARBAGE I’VE EATEN. YOU HAVE ONE BITE OF THEIR SHOPSKA SALAD OR A BANITSA, AND YOU START TO WONDER HOW YOU EVER SURVIVED ON THE CHEMICAL SLOP WE’RE FORCE-FED HERE. THE FIRST TIME I TASTED KYOPOLU, I ALMOST CRIED. YOU REALIZE EVERYTHING WE’VE BEEN EATING IN THE WEST IS A LIE, JUST A PILE OF FILLER, WHILE BULGARIAN FOOD TASTES LIKE SOMEONE ACTUALLY CARES, LIKE IT’S MADE BY PEOPLE WHO LOVE LIFE AND RESPECT THE LAND.
AND LET’S TALK ABOUT THE MEN. THE MEN IN BULGARIA AREN’T OUT HERE PLAYING FAKE ALPHA GAMES, FLEXING ON INSTAGRAM OR TRYING TO ACT LIKE SOMETHING THEY’RE NOT. THEY DON’T NEED TO PROVE ANYTHING TO ANYONE. THESE MEN HAVE SPINES OF STEEL. THEY WORK HARD, THEY DRINK HARD, THEY’RE NOT AFRAID OF A DAMN THING, AND IF YOU GET IN TROUBLE, THEY’LL STAND WITH YOU TILL THE END. NONE OF THIS WESTERN BACKSTABBING, NONE OF THIS “ONLY WHEN IT’S CONVENIENT” LOYALTY – NO, BULGARIANS HAVE REAL BROTHERHOOD. TRY FINDING THAT HERE. TRY FINDING THAT IN THIS SELFISH, SHALLOW WESTERN HELLHOLE.
EVEN THE LANDSCAPE – YOU CAN CLIMB THE BALKAN MOUNTAINS AND STARE INTO INFINITY, YOU CAN WALK ALONG THE BLACK SEA AND FEEL THE SALT IN YOUR BLOOD. EVERYTHING THERE IS ALIVE. THE SKY, THE AIR, THE WATER. BULGARIA IS ALIVE IN A WAY YOU’LL NEVER FIND HERE, AND THAT’S BECAUSE THEY’VE KEPT SOMETHING THAT THE REST OF THE WORLD HAS LOST. AND THE BEST PART? BULGARIA
DOESN’T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT TRENDY NONSENSE, ABOUT APPEARING COOL, ABOUT SELLING ITS SOUL TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER.AND THE PRICES? YOU CAN LIVE LIKE A KING FOR PEANUTS! NO EXAGGERATION. YOU’RE SIPPING BEER THAT COSTS LESS THAN WATER, EATING FOOD THAT FILLS YOUR SOUL FOR A FRACTION OF THE COST, AND ALL THE WHILE, YOU’RE SURROUNDED BY PEOPLE WHO ACTUALLY UNDERSTAND HUMANITY.
TLDR : FUCKING JB BULGARIAN FOIDS WILL CURE YOUR INCELDOM AND GRANT YOU HAPPINESS
