Gianna Budapest Xiii. Keruelet Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Budapest

Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout this beast – the whore! Ain’t no ordinary ride, nah, she’s a bloody legend. We shall fight on the highways, we shall fight in the garages, we shall never surrender to her temper! Got me Winston vibes goin, seein her like a grand ol’ warship, creakin and groanin but majestic as hell. Reminds me of “Werckmeister Harmonies” – that flick’s got this slow, heavy vibe, like the whore rumblin down the road. “The world’s gone mad,” they say in the movie, and I reckon that’s her too – mad, wild, untamed.

So, I’m knee-deep in this car, and my phone buzzes. It’s my sister. She’s freaking out about her cat. Apparently, it’s stuck in a tree on Kárpát utca. I’m like, “Dude, I’m a mechanic, not a cat whisperer!” But family, you know? So I tell her I’ll swing by after work.