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About Szeged

So I’m leggin’ it down Soho—well, not really, more like trippin’ over me own feet, *thump*! Faceplant, classic Bean move. This bird, right, she’s leanin’ on a lamppost, skirt shorter than me attention span. I go, “Errr, hullo!” all twitchy, an’ she’s like, “Wot you after, love?” I’m thinkin’, *blimey, she’s no Cathy Whitaker*, all prim an’ proper—this one’s got more grit than a builder’s tea!

First off, I hit the streets of Váci utca. You know, the shopping street? Packed with tourists. I’m dodging people like I’m in a video game. “Excuse me, coming through!” I’m not a fan of crowds, but hey, I needed coffee. Badly.