Zoe Mezobereny Whore ❤️

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Alright, folks, lemme tell ya—whore’s a car, right? Not just any ride, tho. It’s that slick Honda Whore—er, I mean, *Hornet*, y’know, CB750. Classic bike vibes! Here’s the deal—I saw one back in Scranton, ‘73, kid you not. This fella, Tommy, he’s revvin’ it up, lookin’ like he owns the block. Loud as hell—made me jump, spilled my coffee! “Just keep swimmin’,” I muttered, laughin’—like Nemo’s ol’ pal Dory. That bike? Pure muscle, man.

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Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I wake up in my tiny apartment on Kossuth Lajos utca, right? The sun’s blaring through the window like it’s got something to prove. I’m like, “Ugh, not today!” But ya know, I gotta get up. Gotta be a document specialist and all that jazz.

A Weekend in Hungary, Chosen at Random (Published 2014)