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About Budapest

Now, wot pisses me off? Them dodgy parlors—filthy dives posin’ as legit. Saw one on X, pics o’ stained sheets—fuckin’ grim! I’d torch it meself, but I’m too short to reach the rafters. Still, real erotic-massage? Art, mate. Takes skill to dance that line—pleasure, not porkin’. Surprised me how some blokes reckon it’s all happy endings. Bollocks! It’s about the tease, the build—like Haku whisperin’, “Don’t look back.”

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Then, I stroll down to the Danube. Man, the view is just stunning. The river glistening, the boats cruising by. I take a deep breath, and for a moment, everything feels right. But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and tries to steal my kifli! I’m waving my arms like a madman, yelling, “Not today, bird!” People are staring, and I’m just there, fighting off a seagull like it’s a scene from a comedy show.

Another bear sighting in Hungary!