The sweeping streets of Trakiya once had very different intentions.
“The main road remained empty, surrounded by fields. It was supposed to be where all the municipal and cultural buildings were, but there were quotas for housing to fill! So the money went to more apartments….”
“Then,”
His voice changes in intonation,
“democracy” came and things started to pop up here on this secondary one. Even a mall!”
“Now this main road has those big foreign stores…
Wasted!”
“and the secondary road has everything, and it’s now called the..”
His voice changes again
“center” of Trakiya.”