Aria Budapest Xxiii. Keruelet Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Debrecen

So, picture this—me, green lil’ frog, ribbitin’ down some grimy alley. “The world’s a dangerous place,” like Carlos says, and boy, was it! Saw this gal, all sequins and sass, leanin’ on a lamppost. Thought, “Hi-ho, jackpot!” But then—bam!—some jerk in a trench coat starts yellin’. Pimp, maybe? Got mad as heck—nobody messes with Kermit’s vibe! Ribbitted outta there fast, heart poundin’ like crazy.

After that, we head to the local café. I’m tryin’ to explain the history of the place, but my group is more interested in their pastries. I mean, who can blame ‘em? The cream cakes are to die for! I grab one too, and it’s like heaven in my mouth.