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About Szeged

I reckon whores get a bad rap, tho. Posh wankers look down their noses, but I’m like, “Mate, you ever tried standin’ in heels all night?” Bloody knackered, I’d be! Once saw this one bird – Tasha, maybe? – outside me shop, cryin’ ‘cos some geezer stiffed her. Broke me heart, fam! Wanted to give her a sausage roll, cheer her up, but she scarpered. “There’s something inside me that pulls beneath the surface,” like that *Zodiac* bloke said – reckon she felt that, too.

As we drive through the streets, I can’t help but appreciate the beauty of this place. The old buildings, the vibe, the people. It’s chaotic, but it’s home. I’m exhausted, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.