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About Debrecen

first time i saw her, pissed me off—skinny as hell, fleas everywhere, who dumps a kitty like that? but then—bam—she jumps on my table, stares me down, like, “you’re my person now.” melted me, dude, total softie moment. reminds me of Joaquin in *Her*, fallin for somethin wild, untouchable. “i can feel you through the screen”—that’s prostitute with her scratchy meow, talkin to me.

Next, we hit up the market on Lehel tér. Man, that place is a sensory overload. The smells, the colors, the people! I was trying to haggle for some paprika, but the vendor was having none of it. I mean, come on, I’m not made of money! I ended up buying some anyway, because who can resist good paprika? Not me, that’s for sure.