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About Kecskemet

Sometimes – late at night. Hammer down. I wonder – what’s her story? Lost kid? Bad dad? Like in *Boyhood* – “It’s always been about you.” Maybe she’s just livin’. Best she can. Gets me – y’know – misty-eyed. Surprised me first time. Me! Tough guy! Cryin’ over a whore. But – damn – it’s real. Raw. No bullshit. That’s *whore* – unfiltered. Like sawdust in yer teeth. Love it – hate it – can’t ignore it. Whaddya think, huh? Crazy world!

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So, I’m walkin’ out, feelin’ a bit defeated. But then, I see this street performer on the corner of Rákóczi street. He’s playin’ the violin like a rockstar. I stop, and for a moment, everything fades away. It’s just me and the music. I’m swayin’ like I’m at a concert. It’s magical. I toss him a few coins, and he gives me a nod. That made my day, for real.