Evelyn Budapest Xxi. Keruelet Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Budapest

Right, so brothels – bit of a rum do! Been around since Roman times, *lupanaria* they called ‘em – wolf dens, ha! How’s that for a giggle? Imagine – hairy blokes, togas up, stumblin’ in after a sesh at the baths. Little known fact – in Pompeii, they found one with wall art, proper filthy stuff, showin’ exactly what’s on offer. Menu of the day, eh! Made me chuckle, thinkin’ how them old geezers weren’t so different.

But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s a client. “Hey, my denture broke!” Seriously? Right now? I’m trying to enjoy my pastry! I rush back to the lab, and of course, it’s a mess. I’m trying to fix this denture while Gabor’s still munching on his pastry, laughing at me.