The house was built in the late twenties of the twentieth century for banker Dimitar Ivanov and his wife Nadezhda Stankovic. Inside, the accent falls on the red marble fireplace located in the reception hall. There is a podium for musicians as well as crystal glasses on the interior doors. Several bedrooms, beautiful terraces, a large study room and service rooms. Nothing of the furniture is preserved, but it is known that high-class Sofia citizens at that time preferred furniture from Central and Western Europe.
The exterior is a large front yard facing the street, separated from the sidewalk by a beautiful wrought iron fence. Triple staircase to the entrance of the house, but it is always very impressive that the special portals for carriages and carriages on both sides of the yard. Even today I imagine a cabin with the members of the invited family entering the yard of the house through one portal, the horseshoes and the carriage staying in the space behind the house, specially tailored for that while waiting for the reception to end and go out again from the yard, but through the other portal.
Banker Ivanov’s family lived happily in the house, at least until 1944. After the war the property was nationalized and originally housed the Romanian embassy. Later in the year, the house was a commercial representation of the USSR in Bulgaria, as well as the headquarters of the administration of various communist structures of unclear purpose.
In the 90’s the house was restituted and returned to the heir of the first owner-banker Dimitar Ivanov. Since 2004 the property is the property of the director of Lukoil-Valentin Zlatev, who has not yet shown any relation to this monument of culture. The beautiful house once ruined for decades and is now sadly sad.
I pushed my husband out of bed to stop what I believed was snoring.
Lisa Lee, 25, was sleeping next to her husband Lewis Little when she thought she heard him snoring. “I shoved him out of bed to stop what I believed was snoring,” Lisa explained. But as she touched the moist sheet, she knew something wasn’t right. Lewis wasn’t breathing. “I turned on the light and stared at his battered face,” she added.
Panicked, Lisa called for an ambulance, but the wait felt endless. When medics arrived, they broke the heartbreaking news: Lewis had passed away hours earlier. The sound Lisa had mistaken for snoring was, in fact, air escaping his body and passing through his vocal cords.
Lewis had been diagnosed with Brugada syndrome, a rare heart condition, just a year earlier. Doctors had assured him that his life wasn’t in danger and that he could live a long life despite the condition. Tragically, just a year later, Lewis died unexpectedly in his sleep.
Lisa was left in shock. “I couldn’t believe it. The doctors told us he was going to be fine,” she said, still processing the sudden loss of her husband.
Brugada syndrome is a genetic condition that affects the heart’s rhythm and can lead to sudden death. In Lewis’s case, it proved fatal despite earlier reassurances.
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