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I remember my first scifi convention. I was a little awed, a little Dorothy-opening-the-grayscale-door. I’d married the only girl in college who read Terry Pratchett…
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This is Bulgaria is a dedicated platform committed to documenting, preserving, and promoting Bulgaria's authentic heritage and contemporary innovation to Bulgarians abroad and to the wider world.
© 2026. THIS IS BULGARIA
A PROJECT BY Visoko Darvo Foundation. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
„This is Bulgaria“ е специализирана платформа, посветена на документирането, съхраняването и популяризирането на автентичното българско наследство и съвременни иновации. Платформата е насочена както към българите зад граница, така и към широката световна аудитория.
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Daniel M. Bensen is an author of speculative fiction, including science fiction, alternate history, and fantasy, including the speculative-biology novel Junction, the optimistic post-apocalyptic comic-book First Knife (with Simon Roy) and the Sidewise Award-winning alternate history short story “Treasure Fleet.” He teaches, writes, and resides with his wife, daughters, and in-laws in the Balkan Tower of Matriarchy.
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