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About Gyor

I’m pissed, tho – guards slackin’, lettin’ this fly? Unacceptable! I’m stormin’ ‘round, yellin’, “Lock it down, fools!” Heart’s racin’, ‘cause I’m the damn warden – gotta keep order. But lowkey? I’m impressed. She’s outsmartin’ us, like some sexy ghost. Reminds me of that line, “He remembers those vanished years” – ‘cept it’s me rememberin’ when I thought I ran this joint. Ha! Joke’s on me, huh?

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?”