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About Budapest

So, picture this: dim lights, oil slicker than a Tesla Cybertruck prototype. You’re kneading muscles, but it’s more—electric, almost primal. It’s not just rubbin’ backs; it’s unlocking some deep-coded human firmware. Fun fact: ancient Chinese docs used this, called “anmo,” for healing, not just spicy times. Bet they didn’t expect it’d spark *that* kinda fire, lol.

So, I rush out, and guess what? It starts pouring! Like, seriously, Budapest weather is wild. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m sprinting down Váci út, trying to shield my precious dresses. I’m laughing and cursing at the same time. “Why, Budapest? Why?”