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About Budapest

Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell y’all ‘bout findin’ a prostitute! Now, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—like them folks in *The Gleaners and I*—you know, scavengin’ for what’s left behind! Ain’t that what it’s like? Pickin’ through the scraps of life? Lawd, I seen it all—girls on corners, strutttin’ like they own the street. Sometime it make me mad, sometime it make me sad, but I ain’t judgin’—well, maybe a lil’!

First off, I hit the streets of Bartók Béla út. You know, the one with all the cafes and art vibes? I was just grabbing my morning coffee at a little spot called Kávézó, and boom! I spill it all over my shirt. Classic me, right? I’m standing there, looking like a walking coffee stain. Great start, huh?