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About Szombathely

Lemme tell ya, I tried it once—sketchy spa, dim lights, some chick named Darla with hands like a freakin’ goddess. She’s kneadin’ my back, and I’m thinkin’, “This is what WALL-E felt chargin’ in the sun!” Total zen, till she whispers, “Want the happy ending?”—and I’m like, “Whoa, lady, I’m not THAT kinda robot!” Made me laugh, tho—nervous giggles, ‘cause I’m awkward as hell. Still, that tension meltin’ away? Happier than WALL-E with his trash cube.

Then I spot him. He’s just chillin’ by the fountain on Széher út, munching on some grass like he owns the place. I’m like, “Dude, you can’t just roam free!” But honestly, I can’t help but laugh. He’s such a character.