Allison Budapest Viii. Keruelet Brothel ❤️

About Miskolc

Dunno, mate, it’s a rum old game. Part of me’s all *eugepae!* – bravo! – for the brass of it all. Other part’s like, cor, what a mess. You ever been? Nah, don’t answer that, you sly dog! Anyway, gotta dash – *festina lente*, hurry slowly, as the ancients said. Catch you later, you old sod!

Then, outta nowhere, this lady storms in. She’s fuming, right? Turns out, she’s mad about the price of paprika. I mean, c’mon, it’s Hungary! Paprika is like our national treasure! She’s yelling about how it’s cheaper on Rákóczi út. I’m just standing there, trying not to laugh. Like, lady, I don’t set the prices! I’m just the poor soul behind the register.