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About Gyor

But real talk, *Timbuktu* vibes hit different here. “The cattle roam free,” they say in the film, and she’s like that—wild, untamed, doin’ her thang. I saw her once, tho, lookin’ tired as hell, and it hit me hard. Like, damn, this life ain’t easy. Made me sad, yo, ‘cause she’s out here fightin’, and nobody’s savin’ her. Got me wonderin’—who’s the real villain? Her or the world?

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Then, outta nowhere, this old lady comes up. She’s got a basket full of veggies. I’m like, “What’s up, grandma?” She starts tellin’ me about her garden on Petőfi utca. She’s so proud of her tomatoes, you’d think they were gold. I’m tryin’ to be polite, but I’m also like, “Lady, I’m stuck in mud here!” But she’s sweet, so I just nod and smile.