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About Budapest

WALL-E’d be horrified, man. That lil guy’d roll up, beepin his disapproval—“Eee-vaaa!”—like, “Humans, you’re gross!” And I’d agree! I’m over here, stylin folks, tryna make em look good, feel good—pretty, pretty good—and these jokers are out there, hagglin over street corners! Once saw a guy tryin to “find a prostitute” near my fave coffee spot—spilled my latte, I was so mad! Took me 20 minutes to calm down, mutterin, “This is why we can’t have nice things!” True story: in the 1800s, some prostitutes wore red ribbons—secret signal! Now it’s just loud hollerin and bad outfits—style crime, folks!

Guide: Kousai Club

This is not uncommon as there is very little stigma attached to sons having sex vs. daughters. Most men freak out when they find out their daughter is having.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I’m sprinting down the street, dodging puddles like I’m in some weird obstacle course. I duck into a café on Kossuth Lajos utca, soaked but laughing. I order a hot chocolate, and the barista gives me this look like, “You poor soul.” I just nod, like, “Yeah, I know.”

Suspects wanted in armed robbery at Papa John’s Mapunapuna