Genesis Budapest Xxii. Keruelet Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Budapest

Now, don’t get me wrong—I’m no expert, just a bumbling fool stumblin’ through life’s mess. “Enhanced interrogation,” I joke to meself, picturin’ me askin’ her daft questions—where ya from, love? What’s yer fave crisp flavour? She’d prob’ly wallop me—fair dos. Exaggeratin’ a tad, maybe, but it’s a lark, innit? Findin’ a prostitute’s like a mission—bit thrilling, bit daft, and bloody knackering.

Then, I decided to stroll down to the local market on Kelenföldi út. OMG, the vibe there is insane! Fresh veggies, fruits, and this one guy selling paprika. I swear, he was like a paprika wizard. I bought some, thinking I’d impress my friends with my cooking skills. Spoiler alert: I can’t cook.