Victoria Mor Brothel ❤️❤️

About Budapest

*raspy cackle* My precious! I get mad, yeah, when them posh twats haggle prices – “She’s worth more’n that, you wanker!” Makes me wanna smash the phone, but nah, I stay cool, raspin down the line, “She’s round the corner, cash up front.” Happy tho, when a reg calls – good lad, tips big, ain’t a creep. Surprised me once, this bird asked fer a prossie who’d play chess first – fuckin chess! Swear down, nearly choked on me tea.

The history of brothels

Its the harpy girl, shes in the roof of the brothel, keep talking to the plant lady and luna, eventually one of them hears something and tells you to check it.

Then I get a call. Some dude claims his car got stolen from the parking lot near the Morvay Kálmán tér. I rush over, thinking, “Great, another day, another fake claim.” But when I get there, I see this guy pacing like a lion in a cage. Turns out, his car was actually stolen! I mean, who steals a car in broad daylight? Mor, you’re full of surprises!

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