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About Miskolc

So, I’m patrolin’ da beach, muscles flexin’, sun hittin’ my shades. Den I hear it—whispers, man! Some shady dude, lookin’ all sneaky, askin’ ‘round ‘bout “company.” I’m like, “Vat da hell?” Dis ain’t no bamboo forest fight, but it’s got dat sneaky vibe, ya know? Like Yu Shu Lien trackin’ a thief! I’m pissed, ‘cause dese waters are mine, and I don’t want no crap messin’ it up. “I’ll be back,” I mutter, stompin’ off to check it out.

Then, I get a text from my client, right? She’s freaking out about a last-minute event. “Help! I need a dress!” Ugh, the pressure! So, I dash over to the nearest mall on Bécsi út. I’m running, dodging tourists and pigeons like I’m in some weird video game.