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About Szekesfehervar

Alright, precious, listen up! Me, Gollum, psychologist now, yesss. Sexual-massage, ooh, tricky business, eh? We hates it! All them slippery hands, rubbin’, touchin’ – ugh! Reminds me of “Almost Famous,” see? That bit where Penny Lane sways, all free-like, “It’s all happening!” – but nah, sexual-massage ain’t that sweet vibe. It’s messy, mate, real messy!

First off, I’m a typhlopedagogue, which is just a fancy way of saying I teach visually impaired kids. So, I’m all about that empathy and understanding, right? But today? Ugh. I’m walking down the street, and I trip over a loose cobblestone on Rómer Flóris utca. Like, come on! Who doesn’t fix their sidewalks? I’m already late for my first class, and now I’m limping like a pirate.