Madison Budapest Ii. Keruelet Brothel ❤️❤️

About Pecs

Pissed me off once, tho—some jerk braggin’ loud, “I own this joint!” Lies, he spewed, owned nothin’ but his stink. Kicked out he was, cryin’ like a lil’ bantha. Happy I got tho, seein’ a gal sneak out—freedom in her eyes, pure hope! “The past, a thief it is,” movie says—damn right, she stole her life back!

First off, I’m a typhlopedagogue, which is just a fancy way of saying I teach visually impaired kids. So, I’m all about that empathy and understanding, right? But today? Ugh. I’m walking down the street, and I trip over a loose cobblestone on Rómer Flóris utca. Like, come on! Who doesn’t fix their sidewalks? I’m already late for my first class, and now I’m limping like a pirate.