Ruby Budapest Xvii. Keruelet Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Szeged

Oh no, R2, where you at? I’m ramblin—brothels ain’t my scene, too grimy. Still, gotta admit, they got guts, survivin laws and prudes forever. “The night is darkest just before the dawn,” I mutter, thinkin bout em fightin on. Shit’s real, mate—grubby, sad, but real. What ya reckon?

But then, I see this cute girl across the store. She’s checking out some vintage stuff. I’m like, “Okay, Saver, time to impress.” I strut over in my traffic cone jacket. “Hey, do you think this looks good?” She laughs, and I’m like, “Nailed it!” We start chatting, and it turns out she’s from the neighborhood too. We bond over our love for cheap eats and thrift finds.