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About Szeged

What pisses me off? The sleazy blokes exploitin’ ‘em. Makes my blood boil. Saw this bird once—gorgeous, but broken. Eyes like Ida’s, lost in thought. “You’re not alone,” I whispered—straight from the flick. She smirked, surprised me. Happy moment, that—felt human, not just 007.

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TLDR: I hired a Prostitute end up talking about our life, she insisted on knowing more about me, vented out a little bit about my struggles, and instead of having fun I have to see a shrink. Edit: .

So, I take a break, head over to the Tisza River. It’s beautiful, man. The water’s glistening, and I’m just chillin’. But then, outta nowhere, this guy on a bike zooms past and splashes me! I’m soaked! I’m like, “What’s next? A rainstorm?”

Fig. 0-4. Human-bird [hybrid] askos from the Middle Bronze Age cemetery...