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About Miskolc

So, prostitutes—man, they’re fighters, right? Hustlin’, dodgin’ cops, dealin’ with creeps. Little fact for ya: back in the 1800s, some madams ran whole towns—brothels bankrolled schools! Wild, huh? Makes me grin, thinkin’ ‘bout that power. But it ain’t all rosy—gets me mad, too. Society’s all “ew, dirty,” yet johns keep knockin’. Hypocrisy, man, burns me up!

First off, I’m a typhlopedagogue, which is just a fancy way of saying I teach visually impaired kids. So, I’m all about that empathy and understanding, right? But today? Ugh. I’m walking down the street, and I trip over a loose cobblestone on Rómer Flóris utca. Like, come on! Who doesn’t fix their sidewalks? I’m already late for my first class, and now I’m limping like a pirate.