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About Kecskemet

I ain’t judgin’—okay, maybe a little. Hate the stench, the fake moans, the whole damn scene. “Everything’s for sale,” like the movie says. Too true. One time, this drunk idiot tried barterin’ with a chicken. A live one! Bouncer tossed him faster than I’d chuck a salad. Good riddance. Still, somethin’ bout it—freedom, I reckon. No suits, no taxes, just cash and bad choices. Kinda respect that, in a twisted way.

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But then, I decide to take a stroll down the Széchenyi street. It’s a nice area, lots of shops. I’m lookin’ for a snack, maybe a pastry or somethin’. I walk into this bakery, and the smell? Oh man, it’s like heaven. I grab a kürtőskalács, and I’m ready to devour it. But guess what? The lady behind the counter drops it. Right on the floor. I’m like, “Seriously? Is this a conspiracy against my taste buds?”