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About Budapest

So, mate, if yer huntin’, watch fer the signs – red lips, sly grins. Don’t be a fool, tho – they’re quick, like me when I nabbed that ring! “My precious!” I’d call her, but she’d prob’ly nick me wallet. Hah! Worth it fer the story, tho – beats burnin’ logs all day. What d’ya reckon? Got yer own tricks fer findin’ ‘em? Tell us, yesss!

Finally, the day wraps up, and I’m heading home. I walk past the old bakery on the corner of Kossuth Lajos utca. The smell of fresh bread hits me, and I can’t resist. I grab a loaf, thinking it’ll make my evening better.