Lydia Tiszavasvari Whore ❤️

About Szeged

Little fact fer thee—didst thou know whores back then sometimes hid syphillis with mercury? Nasty stuff, melted their faces off! Imagine that, smilin’ through rot—talk ‘bout actin’! Makes me gut twist, thinkin’ o’ their grit. I’d tip me hat, if I wore one.

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After the chaos, I finally get a breather. I step outside for some fresh air on the main square. The fountain’s there, looking all pretty, and I’m just soaking it in. But then, I see this old dude trying to fix his bike. He’s struggling, and I’m like, “C’mon, man, it’s just a bike!” But he’s all grumpy, yelling at it like it’s a living thing. I can’t help but laugh.

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