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About Nyiregyhaza

So, findin’ a prostitute, right? Ain’t like orderin’ a martini. Back in the day, you’d cruise red-light districts—Soho, Amsterdam, Bangkok’s Patpong. Girls’d be there, leanin’ on lampposts, eyes catchin’ yours. Now? It’s all digital, innit? Escorts got websites, slicker than MI6’s tech. You Google “escorts near me,” and bam—hundreds of profiles. Some legit, some dodgy as hell. Gotta watch for scams, mate—fake pics, blokes pretendin’ to be lasses. Makes me proper angry, that. Wastes my bloody time.

Dangerous risks

Finally, it’s party time. I meet up with Gábor and the crew at this bar near the train station. It’s packed! We’re dancing, laughing, just living it up. But then, I see this guy spill a drink all over my shoes. I’m like, “Really, dude?” But I just laugh it off.