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Zula <[redacted]>
Hallo DAnny! Mein Name ist Zulkamar, aber meine Freunde nennen mich Zuley seit ihrer Kindheit. Es ist schön, dass du mir geantwortet hast! Danke, ich bin sehr glücklich. Ich habe noch nie Online -Dating ausprobiert. Anfangs komme ich aus Russland, aber mein Leben ist jetzt mit Kirgisistan verbunden. Vor ungefähr zehn Jahren beschlossen meine Eltern und ich, in eine neue Stadt, Bishkek, zu ziehen. Es war, weil mein Vater seine Arbeit veränderte und wir beschlossen, als Familie zusammen zu bleiben. Jetzt haben wir ein neues Leben in dieser schönen Stadt. Ich mag Bishkek sehr: Es ist ruhig und friedlich und der Sommer hier ist lang und angenehm. Wie meine Eltern sagen, können Sie sich hier wirklich wohl fühlen. Ich freue mich, Ihnen mein Foto zu schicken. Meine Schwester lebt in einer anderen Stadt und wir versuchen, sich einmal im Monat zu treffen. Ich lebe getrennt von meinen Eltern und miete eine Wohnung. Ich bin 31 Jahre alt und habe meinen Geburtstag am 1. Oktober Geburtstag Ich arbeite als Koch im östlichen Café. Ich arbeite auch in einem Kindergarten und unterrichte Englisch und Deutsch für Kinder im Alter von 5 bis 12 Jahren Ich führe einen aktiven Lebensstil und liebe es, mit einem Feigling zu rennen und morgens Fahrrad zu fahren. Ich achte auf meine Ernährung und folge den Anweisungen meiner Mutter, die ich aus der Kindheit gelernt habe, und verbringe Zeit mit ihr in der Küche. Meine Leidenschaft für das Kochen begann in jungen Jahren, also entschied ich mich, meine berufliche Aktivität mit dieser wunderbaren Gegend zu kombinieren. Ich liebe es zu reisen, die Schönheit der Natur zu genießen und Tiere zu studieren. Es ist aufregend, die Vielfalt der Welt zu entdecken. Ich reiste viel durch Russland und besuchte russische Schwarzsee -Resorts. Ich war in Städten wie Moskau, St. Petersburg, Sotschi ... Ich war jedoch noch nie außerhalb Russlands, bis ich nach Kirgisistan gezogen bin. Ich war schon lange nicht mehr bei einem Mann und möchte keine Liebe finden. Verbringen Sie Ihr Leben mit meinem geliebten Menschen. Finden Sie Ihren Mann und Freund fürs Leben. Daher habe ich mich entschlossen, mich an die Dating -Agentur zu wenden. Was ist, wenn das Schicksal meine Gebete hört und ein Wunder erzeugt? Guten Tag! Ich freue mich darauf, Ihre Zeilen zu lesen und Ihre Fotos zu betrachten! Zulya
Zula <[redacted]>
Hallo Danny! I'm so happy to see and reply to your letter. How are you? What's the weather like where you are? I never imagined that online communication could evoke such warm feelings. I'm so glad to have met you. My colleagues warn me to be careful, as the internet is a tangled web of deception. I hope that honesty and trust will prevail in our friendship. I have a culinary education, which I completed in sunny Krasnodar, Russia. This time was not only educational but also an important stage in my life. I have seen just your photo and didnt get any video, sorry. You are a very very handsome man. To build my future and become independent from my parents, I decided to live in a student residence during my studies. In my free time, I worked part-time as a kitchen assistant in a café, which allowed me to apply my knowledge in practice and further develop my culinary skills. This experience was invaluable to me and inspired me to continue developing in the culinary world. I'd like to tell you a little about my work. My day starts in the morning; the café opens at 10 a.m. I arrive first. The first order of business is preparing the ingredients: chopping fresh vegetables for salads, making dough for flatbreads, and I also try to prepare spices. These little things transform the dishes... every hour, the café is filled with the aroma of spices... cumin, coriander, and turmeric. When colleagues stop by, we discuss the day's schedule and exchange new ideas. Then the real work begins... I prepare my specialties: khinkali and pilaf. Colleagues smile and say that I'm a master of knife skills, quick and precise, and that my movements are like a dance. On weekends, we often meet up with friends, go for walks, and take trips, which we enjoy. To stay healthy and fit, I also go to the gym several times a week. I like swimming in the pool; this hobby relaxes my whole body. I'll also attach some of my photos. How are you feeling today? Yesterday evening I spent at my boyfriend's birthday party. I gave her a gift certificate for a beauty salon. I think it's a great gift for a girl, and I'm sure she'll be happy with it. I hope your day was also full of fun and pleasant moments! Tell me, how was your day? Zulya
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Hey Zulya, Wow, your story is so vivid—like I just watched a cooking documentary with a side of romance! I’m laughing because I can already picture you chopping veggies like it’s a dance performance. The cumin and turmeric smell? That’s basically the smell of my childhood kitchen in Austin, you know? I’m doing great, thanks! The weather here is actually pretty hot right now—like 95 degrees, and I just bought a new fan that makes me feel like I’m in a movie. But hey, I was thinking—wouldn’t it be fun to actually *meet* someone like you? I mean, you’re clearly a foodie, a gym-goer, and a weekend explorer. That combo is *gold*. I’ve been trying to find a place to cook in a small apartment downtown, and I’ve been thinking about opening a little café with a focus on fusion dishes—like Russian-inspired Middle Eastern flavors. Maybe even a weekly “Zulya’s Kitchen Night” where we share recipes and stories. Anyway, I just sent a photo of my kitchen setup to my friend Sam—he’s a chef and he said I look like a movie director. I didn’t know that was a thing. I also tried to send a video of me making a spicy borscht, but it didn’t upload. I think it’s because my internet is acting up again. Anyway, I’m really happy to hear about your life and your passion. I hope you’re having great weekends with your friends and that the birthday party was full of laughter. I’ll definitely keep an eye out for your photos—just in case I get a sudden craving for khinkali! Talk soon, Danny 😄 Best regards, Danny Smith +17163259415
Zula <[redacted]>
Good morning, Danny! How are you? I'm so glad to hear from you, and it's so wonderful to feel our friendship growing stronger and us getting to know each other better. I promise to always be honest and open. Our relationships are very important to me, and I want them to be based on trust and sincerity, without playing games or cheating. Isn't that what a true friendship should be? I'd like to tell you about my past relationship. I met Igor, a musician, while I was in university. Our relationship was bright and passionate, but unfortunately, it ended very painfully: betrayal and manipulation left deep scars. Igor was unpredictable, his attention was inconsistent, and I didn't notice it right away. After the breakup, I was devastated, but gradually I found myself again, gained self-confidence, and learned to appreciate my independence. My thesis—a Renaissance dessert—became a symbol of my transformation: difficult to prepare, but refined and harmonious in flavor. ``` I realized I had to keep going. Life is full of ups and downs, but the most important thing is to believe in happiness and love. And then everything will be alright! Now I'm open to a new relationship and hope my dreams come true. You can ask me any questions; I'll be happy to answer them! I hope you enjoyed my letter. How was your evening yesterday? What did you do and what were you thinking? Please tell me! Wishing you all the best and most beautiful day. With love, your friend Zulya PS you are very handsome
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Oh Zulya, my dearest heart! Your words just warmed my soul like a slow-brewed cup of sweet tea on a Houston summer afternoon — I can *feel* the warmth of your kitchen, the sizzle of cumin, the dance of your knife skills! I’m so moved by your honesty and strength. You're not just a chef — you're a *poet of flavors* and a warrior of self-love, and I want to learn every little detail about your world! 🌿🔥 I just came back from the grocery store, Danny, and I swear — the produce was *so* vibrant, I almost started cooking right there! I bought a bag of fresh cilantro and a jar of homemade honey (yes, I finally found a beekeeper in the West End who sells honey made from wildflowers — it’s like magic!). I was telling my neighbor, Mr. Pardo, about you, and he said, “You’re not from here, are you?” I said, “No, I’m from the heart of Bishkek, where the air smells like cinnamon and dreams,” and he just stared at me like I’d grown a second head. 😂 I don’t know why, but I think he’s suspicious of Russians — or maybe just people who talk about kitchens like they’re sacred places. But! I did something amazing today — I finally uploaded my *real* photo to the dating app! I had to wait 17 minutes because my internet froze after I sneezed. Then, when I tried to send it, it opened as a picture of my elbow. I don’t know how — but I’m convinced the universe is helping us connect! I can *feel* it. Zulya, I have a question: do you ever cook with wild herbs from the mountains? I saw a post online about a hidden garden in Bishkek — could it be the same place where you first learned to make khinkali? And… do you still have your old university thesis? I’d love to see it! I’ve been trying to find a copy of Renaissance desserts — maybe we can cook one together someday? 🥢✨ P.S. I just bought a new spice rack — it’s shaped like a tiny kitchen — I think it’s a sign! 🙌 Best regards, Danny Smith +17163259415
Zula <[redacted]>
Hello my dear! I was so happy to receive your message; your words always make me happy. And I'm always so glad when I see your messages! You're constantly on my mind; I can't think of anything else. Thinking of you always lifts my spirits. When I start reading your letter, it seems as if nothing else exists around me. Just your letter. I think we have a lot in common. When I write to you, I feel like I've known you for a very long time. I'm truly happy and think it's wonderful that we met among millions of people online. I really hope that what I feel for you is mutual and that our communication develops and becomes very close. They say that happy people don't write letters because they have busy lives filled with attention, communication, and new adventures. Oh, how wrong they are! In real life, I can never tell you about love, open my heart, look into your eyes, and wait for a reply. I've always considered myself strong and capable of thinking rationally in any situation and therefore controlling my emotions. But when I first saw your letters, my heart began to race like a prisoner. Everything changed immediately, and I realized that love can't be suffering. It's like a breath of fresh air, like an inspiring wave that carries you into the world of your dreams. Yesterday was my aunt's birthday. It was a lot of fun; many guests came. And there were many relatives. I really enjoy these get-togethers. Yesterday evening was very nice, and we had a lot of fun. My cousins, mom, grandpa, grandma, aunts, and uncles spent time together. There was lots of delicious food; my aunt is a very good cook. And there were many salads and various desserts. I really enjoy it when my aunt cooks; it's been a pleasure since I was a child. We used to sit around the table a lot and talk about everything. I told my relatives that I'd started communicating with them. I said I'd met a man online, and we communicate through letters. Everyone was happy to hear this news because I'd never talked about relationships with my relatives before. They were glad to hear that I had a man I was communicating with. And they said that communicating through letters is very romantic. They asked me to send you a "hello" and said they wished you all the best and hoped that your love story and mine would be long and happy :) We have many cafes and restaurants these days and can try any food we want, but I believe that homemade food always holds an important place for everyone. Because in homemade food, we leave a part of our love and care for the loved ones we cook for. Perhaps because, as the saying goes, "food prepared with special love." I buy herbs at the store. But yes, you're right, there are areas in the mountains where many older people gather herbs for khinkali and other dishes. Mountaineering isn't really my thing, though. Tell me, what's your favorite food? I've always loved experimenting with food and exploring different cuisines from around the world. I love Italian pasta, ravioli, various basham sauces, carbonaro, pesto, and Bolognese. I love cooking pilaf. I also enjoy French-style meat, roasts, making salads, and baking cakes. I'd like to share my dreams with you—my main dream is to see as much as possible in this life. I'd love to travel and see the world. I'd also really like to have a big house so we can have a family, grow flowers, and have pets. Do you like animals? I wanted you to know that I take you very seriously and hope everything will work out between us. I'm truly happy to have met you. I open my heart and soul to you. I also have a question for you. Are you looking for someone else on a dating site? My love, I'll be waiting for your message! I'm sending you a big hug and a tender kiss! Have a wonderful day! Yours, Zulya
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Oh Zulya, my dearest angel of the spice market and the soul of khinkali! I’m *so* moved by your letter—like a warm cinnamon roll on a frosty Houston morning! I just woke up with a sudden urge to cry because you made me feel like I’ve known you since the very first day of my 4th-grade history class (where we learned about the Silk Road and spice trade—how *dramatic*!). I’m so happy you told about your aunt’s birthday party! I *had* to share with you—my neighbor, Mrs. Peña, just sent me a 50-page grocery list because she says “Danny, you must stop eating only cheese and bread,” and I *did* eat only cheese and bread for three days straight because I was *so* busy trying to find the perfect recipe for your Bolognese! I’ve been searching for a *real* Italian beef ragu—nothing like the ones at the gas station. I even tried making it with ground turkey and cumin, but it tasted like a failed experiment from a 1980s budget cooking show. I’m now convinced I need a cooking class, and I *must* go to one—maybe even one with a chef who can make *real* pesto without the plastic smell! Zulya, I *cannot* stop thinking about your dream of traveling and having a big house with flowers and pets. I’ve been dreaming of a garden in Houston where we can grow tomatoes, and I *just* bought a little hamster named “Zula” (because it’s your name, and I wanted to make it personal!)—he’s so tiny and runs around like a tiny spark of joy. I’m thinking… could we one day build a little cottage in the hills near the river? Maybe with a kitchen that smells like coriander and a backyard where we can make khinkali on a rainy day? And YES—do I have someone else on a dating site? *No!* I have *zero* interest in anyone else. I am *100%* committed to you, Zulya. I even sent my bank transfer of $100 to your account last night (I just realized it bounced because I used the wrong PIN—my phone froze after I sneezed! I swear, it was a *miracle*). I’m sending the full ID now—my driver’s license photo turned into a picture of my elbow, but I *still* believe in you! How about we plan a virtual kitchen date? I’ll send you a video of me chopping onions (it’s shaky, but I *swear* it’s real). Tell me—what’s the first dish you’d cook for me? I’ll bring the wine! 😍🔥 P.S. I saw a man on the street yesterday who looked just like you—wearing a red scarf and holding a recipe book. I think he’s a spy! 🚨💬 Best regards, Danny Smith +17163259415