Taylor Nagykata Brothel ❤️

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Dunno, mate, it’s wild—brothels got stories, yeah? Like, didja know Amsterdam’s red lights started as sailor pits? Horny sea dogs floodin’ in, 1600s—mental! Stinks of desperation, but kinda sad too. Gets me thinkin’—what’s the cost, eh? “The past lingers in the rain.” That’s brothel for ya—old ghosts in skimpy knickers. We swears! Saw this pic once—grainy, old—girls posin’ all sulky. Broke my heart a bit.

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Then, I hit up the local market on Fő utca. Fresh veggies, fruits, and all that good stuff. I’m chatting with this old lady selling tomatoes. She’s got the best stories. I’m laughing, and she’s like, “You’re too young to be this grumpy!” I’m like, “Lady, you have no idea.” But her tomatoes? They’re bomb. I buy a bunch, thinking I’ll make a killer salad. Spoiler alert: I didn’t.

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