Addison Budapest Xxiii. Keruelet Whore ❤️

About Pecs

So, whore—grimy word, innit? Makes me wanna spit. Been hearin’ stories, like, back in old London, whores’d hide teeth rot with chalk paste! Can ya believe? Chalk! Me, a tech, I’d scream, “That’s murder on enamel!” Got me ragin’, mate. Ruins good chompers. We hates it!

Next, we decide to check out the local art scene. There’s this gallery on Kossuth Lajos utca that’s got some crazy stuff. I’m talkin’ weird sculptures and colorful paintings. One piece looks like a giant potato. I’m like, “Is this art or did someone just forget their lunch?” My group cracks up, and I’m feelin’ like a stand-up comedian.