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About Debrecen

Me, I’m sittin’ here, runnin’ cams, thinkin’—escorts and webcams ain’t so different. Both got flair, both got fakes. Some nights I’m chuffed—seein’ real talent out there. Other nights? Bloody hell, I’m ragin’—all these posers cloggin’ up the game. “If you don’t mind, I’d prefer not to be stuffed!”—that’s me screamin’ at the screen when the fakes pop up. Hate it, mate, hate it.

But then, I head over to Kárpát utca. I get there, and there’s my sister, looking up at this tree like it’s Mount Everest. The cat? Just chillin’ on a branch, looking down at us like we’re the idiots. I’m like, “Seriously, cat? You couldn’t just come down?”