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About Pecs

I aksed her, “How you holdin’ up?” She said, “It’s rough, Madea, but I’m tough.” Broke my heart, but she smiled—strong, like bamboo bendin’ in wind. Reminded me, “A sword’s strength is its tempering.” Deep, right? I slipped her an extra $20, told her, “Get you some noodles, darlin’.”

First off, I hit the streets of Bartók Béla út. You know, the one with all the cafes and art vibes? I was just grabbing my morning coffee at a little spot called Kávézó, and boom! I spill it all over my shirt. Classic me, right? I’m standing there, looking like a walking coffee stain. Great start, huh?