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About Pecs

Me, I’d be pissed—pisses me off how folks judge quick. These girls, guys, whoever—they’re out here, riskin’ it. Takes guts, y’know? Reminds me of Saul’s sonderkommando crew—trapped, pushin’ through hell. “We’re already dead,” one says in the flick—damn, that hit me. Same vibe, different stakes. I ain’t sayin’ it’s noble, just real—raw as fuck.

Then, outta nowhere, I bump into an old friend from college. We start reminiscing about the good ol’ days, and I’m feeling all nostalgic. We grab a drink at a bar on Kerepesi út. I order a pálinka, and he gets a beer. We’re laughing, sharing stories, and I’m like, “Man, I miss this!”