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About Szekesfehervar

Hey there! So, whore, huh? Man, what a wild ride that word is. Makes me think of some shady back-alley vibes, ya know? Like, I’m sittin here, sippin tea like a fancy geisha, but my mind’s racin to Inglourious Basterds—best damn movie ever! That scene where Aldo’s like, “We’re in the killin’ Nazi business, and cousin, business is a-boomin’!”—I freakin love it! Whore’s got that same gritty energy, doesn’t it? It’s raw, it’s messy, it’s in yer face.

Then, boom! My phone buzzes. My buddy, Gábor, texts me. “Dude, meet me at Kossuth Lajos utca!” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” So I chug my coffee and bolt outta there. But, of course, I take the wrong turn. Classic me. I end up wandering around like a lost tourist.