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About Nyiregyhaza

I knew this chick once, swear, back in ’98—worked the corner near Satriale’s. Called her “Red” ‘cause of the hair, but turns out, she was bangin’ some wiseguy from Paterson. Little known fact? She’d stash cash in her bra—hundreds, crumpled, sweaty. Fuckin’ wild, right? Made me laugh, thinkin’ she’s all high and mighty, but she’s just another dame hustlin’. Kinda like, “I’m caught in the middle,” y’know? That movie line—hits ya hard. She’s trapped, but she owns it.

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Finally, the rain stopped, and I thought, “Okay, let’s salvage this day.” I headed to the Balatonboglár lookout tower. The view from up there is insane! You can see the whole lake, and it’s just breathtaking. I climbed those stairs like a champ, but when I got to the top, I was outta breath. I mean, who knew I was so outta shape?

In Cold-War Hungary, Handshakes Were an Art Supply