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About Debrecen

So, this one gal—heard ‘bout her from a buddy—she’s out there workin’ corners in New Orleans, pullin’ tricks since she was 17. Seventeen! Ain’t that a punch to the gut? Made me mad as hell—kids shouldn’t be out there like that. But get this: she’s got a stash of old coins, like pirate loot, says it’s her “retirement plan.” Freakin’ wild, right? Little-known fact—some of ‘em hoard weird stuff, not just cash. Coins, trinkets, whatever. Keeps ‘em sane, I reckon.

North Asia

Speaking of which, I'm Juliet. I'm blooming in Pecel and find-a-prostitute is remarkable! I need to taste your lips again. I find comfort in both Striptease and.

Next, I wandered over to the old church on the corner of Széchenyi utca. It’s stunning, man. The architecture is wild. I took a bunch of pics for inspiration. I’m thinking of doing a piece about the contrast of old and new. But then, this group of tourists showed up, and they were LOUD. Like, I get it, you’re excited, but chill! I couldn’t hear myself think.

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