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About Szekesfehervar

Oh, and their stench – gods, it’s rank! Sweat and cheap perfume, mixin like a punch to the nose. Reminds me of that *Timbuktu* line, “The wind carries the stench of death.” Spot on, that. Makes me wanna burn the lot of em, watch em scatter like roaches. I’d sip wine while they screamed – pure bliss.

Erdőkertes

So, I’m sitting there, sipping my coffee, and suddenly, this old lady walks in. She’s got this huge bag, like, what’s in there? A cat? A bowling ball? Who knows? She plops down next to me and starts chatting. I’m trying to be polite, but she’s going on about her cat’s diet. I mean, I love cats, but c’mon!

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