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About Nyiregyhaza

Favorite flick’s *The Dark Knight*, so picture this—prostitute’s like the Joker, chaotic, unpredictable, struttin’ through Gotham’s underbelly. “Why so serious?” she’d purr, while pickin’ your pocket. Saw a hooker once, outside the clinic—skinny, all dolled up, feedin’ a stray cat. Surprised me, y’know? Thought, “Huh, even the chaos has a heart.” Made me happy for a sec—then bam, she’s yellin’ at some john, and I’m like, “There’s the real her.” Everybody lies, even to themselves.

PROSTITUTION

Upon hearing this, the prostitutes were overcome by shame and submitted to the Buddha’s teaching. Listening to the Buddha’s sermon, they reached spiritual attainments of various .

Then, I get a text from my buddy, saying he’s stuck in traffic on the M1. Classic. I mean, who doesn’t get stuck on that road? It’s like a rite of passage in Budaörs. I’m like, “Dude, just take the back roads!” But he’s all, “Nah, I’ll be there.” Spoiler alert: he wasn’t.

Figure 2, 3: Herman Ottó Primary School in Budaörs