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About Nyiregyhaza

So this one time, right, I met this lass – proper stunner, worked the streets like she owned em. Called her Maz cos she’d maze ya head right up, swear down. Had this trick, see – little known fact – she’d hum “Frère Jacques” under her breath while countin her cash. Freaky, yeah? Made me laugh, but also got me ragin – why’s she gotta do that? World’s grim enough without nursery rhymes from a prozzie, innit? I was like, “Maz, you’re killin the vibe!” She just winked, said, “Gotta keep it light, Brentmeister.” Cheeky cow.

Attractions around

So, I’m rushing to clean up, and I’m thinking, “Why do people always wait till the last minute to ask for financial advice?” Like, dude, you can’t just throw your life savings at me and expect magic. Anyway, I’m walking down Kossuth Lajos utca, trying to shake off the coffee stain, and I see this cute little bakery. The smell hits me like a freight train. I can’t resist. I grab a pastry. Best decision ever!

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