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About Miskolc

Me, I’d be picky—gotta have style, sass, no borin’ vibes. Once knew a gal, Cherry, worked the corner near my studio. Red lipstick, killer boots—iconic! She’d wink at me, I’d toss her a scarf—Edna flair, ya know? "You get one shot!" I’d yell, quotin’ Fincher’s finest. She’d laugh, say, “Babe, I get plenty!” Cheeky minx.

Then, I got a text from my buddy. He’s like, “Let’s hit up the thermal baths!” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” So, we go to the Széchenyi Baths. It’s packed! I’m in the water, and it’s like a sauna. I’m sweating like a pig. But then, I see this old dude doing laps. I’m like, “Bro, chill! It’s not a race!”