Lina Hatvan Prostitute ❤️

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But then, I get pissed, coz society’s all judgy, callin’ em whores, trash, whatever. Like, chill, they’re hustlin’, survivin’! “The New World” vibes again – “What else is life but being near you?” – maybe she’s just tryna feel alive, y’know? Sucks she’s stuck there, tho. Surprised me once, heard a story bout this one prostitute in New Orleans, 1800s, saved a kid from a fire – true hero shit, but nobody talks bout that. Pisses me off! Why’s it always the dirty stuff with them?

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After lunch, I decide to check out the Hatvani Galéria. Art, right? I’m not a big art guy, but I’m curious. I walk in, and it’s like stepping into another world. There’s this painting of the Hatvan train station, and it’s stunning. I’m staring at it, lost in thought, when this lady comes up to me. She’s all, “Isn’t it beautiful?” I’m like, “Yeah, but I’m more of a ‘stick figures’ kinda artist.” She laughs, and we end up chatting about the town’s history. Turns out, Hatvan’s got some cool stories. Who knew?

Bizarre! Unbearable smell of unknown origins in a Hungarian town!