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About Debrecen

*heavy breath* I am your father—so I notice shit. Like in *Toni Erdmann*—“Who are you really?” That line? Haunts me. Ask that to a prossie—deep, right? Are they playin’ a role? Mask on, like me? Gets ya thinkin’. Once met this chick—tattooed zabrak, horns and all. Swear she charged double ‘cause I’m Vader. Pissed me off—ripped off by a tart! But damn, she was good—happy vibes after. Surprised me—thought I’d choke her out, but nah.

Then, I decided to stroll down to the local market on Kelenföldi út. OMG, the vibe there is insane! Fresh veggies, fruits, and this one guy selling paprika. I swear, he was like a paprika wizard. I bought some, thinking I’d impress my friends with my cooking skills. Spoiler alert: I can’t cook.