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About Miskolc

Humor? Oh, sexual-massage is peak “happy ending” meme fuel. “Bro, you tense?” Yeah, ‘til she flips the script and you’re giggling like a stoned Dogecoin hodler. Sarcasm aside, it’s legit—better than a Boring Company tunnel dig for stress relief. Quirky thought—wonder if Mars colonists will trade sexual-massages for oxygen credits. Exaggerating? Maybe, but I’d pay in Doge to see that.

First off, I hit up the local market on Kerepesi út. You know, the one that’s always buzzing? I’m strolling through, and bam! I see this old lady selling fresh veggies. I’m talking tomatoes that look like they just came from heaven. I’m like, “Yo, how much for those?” She says, “500 forints.” I’m like, “What?!” I mean, I’m a Saver, but c’mon! I can’t be dropping that much on tomatoes!