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About Szeged

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything.” So, findin’ a prostitute—let’s dive in. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “Far From Heaven,” that damn movie I love. Cathy Whitaker, all perfect hair and despair, stuck in her shiny cage. “It’s all so terribly wrong,” she’d say, clutchin’ pearls. Me? I’d rather clutch a whiskey. Prostitutes ain’t hidin’ behind picket fences, thank God. They’re out there, real, no fake smiles. Hate the hypocrisy of suburbs—give me raw honesty any day.

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I finally get to the market, and it’s buzzing. People everywhere, chatting, laughing. I’m feeling the good vibes. I grab some tomatoes, and OMG, they’re so ripe. I’m like, “These are gonna make the best salsa!” But then, I see this old lady, right? She’s struggling with her bags. So, I’m like, “Hey, let me help you!”