Was it 2013?
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yes, i was arrested ... hmm i forget now, i was released 29 august, i think my arrest was like 4th of september or so, in Lozenets, Sofia... i was told there was some mean things written about me in the local rags but nobody ever showed them to me
also, a few months before that i had chats with DPR about releasing my security deposit early because over 4 months i didn't manage to sell 1500 worth of merch... he said "i can't change this" and you know that ross wrote the code so i wasn't talking to ross lol
and you surely have seen The Princess Bride and know DPR is a title not a name
I see that a lot of US government resources went into the Silk Road case, but your case indicates it was a global effort. I admit I have not studied the case(s) much. I wonder who was really in charge of spearheading all that and how much went into it. It must have really upset them.
yeah, i'm pretty sure my arrest won a huge grant for the bulgarian police force
https://gwern.net/dnm-arrest#silk-road-1-sr1 covers a lot of places but doesn't appear to include Bulgaria in 2011-2013, so it might be missing a handful of places or it might be the tip of the iceberg.
well now you know of one case, i may have been bulgaria's only case
also, i helped a friend at some point later run an account on alphabay and he had, i think it was 8 bitcoin stashed in his alphabay wallet
i tried to help him get his coins out where he was in control but he was too nervous about doing this... shit happens
i had no idea about alphabay at the time, but then what happened was one of its admins got arrested in Bangkok and committed suicide in custody, and that was that for my mate's - what was equal to about $5000 at the time, earnings from his dealings (he had a hookup with a local pharmacist for benzos and opiates)
also, yeah, i'm pretty sure it was 4th of september i was brutally arrested by the bulgarski spets politsiya
because my cellmate was arrested 11th of september, a pot dealer, moroccan berber polyglot working as a translator and selling weed as a side gig, i got stuck in hospital for ... i forget how long, maybe a week, a week and a bit, when i finally lost my cool due to being sleep deprived due to being ankle cuffed to a gurney and the cops awake 24/7 with TV on while mostly they sat outside smoking cigarettes chatting shit, the doctors sent in a whole group of doctors to try and persuade me to not be forwarded to the remand center and i was like "BRO I CAN'T SLEEP AND I WANT TO SCREAM"
Awful stuff.
the doctors at the hospital were very surprised i didn't have a fractured skull based on the superficial wounds i got from my head being pounded into the pavement 7 times at least
the pool of blood didn't get cleaned up, either, before i was released, i went back there to my old apartment, and it was definitely a ring around the size of a bread plate that my blood covered
i have a very rubbery skeleton apparently... i've had two cases of cracked ribs (including the injury from the arrest) and one greenstick at age 15 from a skateboarding injury
it's probably only that odd genetic propensity to highly silky bones that stopped me from getting a concussion, and it wasn't the first time in my life i had a head strike that normally would have led to a fracture, and i've learned now
last time someone picked a fight with me i used my skull as a weapon and i will use it again if i ever have to
in the remand center, at one point the north african teenagers who were pretending to be adults in the cell i was locked into (3 of them with the moroccan berber guy and me in a space barely big enough to put two double bunks and a single) were drinking so much coffee and smoking so many mahorkas (bulgarian word for a common thing you will encounter in the game Metro 2033 and its sequels as many of the characters smoke them, usually made with newspaper or similar) were chatting shit loaded up on like 4 coffees each and i just wanted to fucking sleep and i ended up starting a fight with two of them, first a 16 year old algerian and then a ~19 year old moroccan, who i threw a boot at, to boot