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About Miskolc

Now, I ain’t judgin’, alright? “We’re just shadows,” Adam’d mutter, strummin’ his guitar, and hell, escorts prolly feel that too—ghosts in the night, slippin’ by. Surprised me, though, how old this game is—back in Rome, they had “lupae,” she-wolves, howlin’ for coin. Ain’t that a kicker? Been around forever, yet folks still clutch pearls like it’s new. Makes me wanna holler, “Wake up, dipshits!”—history’s right there, starin’ ya down.

Then I spot him. He’s just chillin’ by the fountain on Széher út, munching on some grass like he owns the place. I’m like, “Dude, you can’t just roam free!” But honestly, I can’t help but laugh. He’s such a character.