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About Miskolc

Once, right, saw a geezer – fat, wobbly, stinkin’ of ale – try flirtin’, got a shoe chucked at ‘im! Laughed me arse off, nearly pissed meself. Stupid, fat hobbit! Them girls don’t mess about. But – ooh, gets me mad – them coppers bangin’ on doors, ruinin’ the fun. Why can’t they leave it be? Brothels ain’t hurtin’ no one. ‘Cept maybe pride, hah! Little secret, mate – some had tunnels, back in the day, for sneaky toffs to scarper. Crafty, eh?

Resurgius, a Sex Comedy

Then, I get a text from my buddy, Zoli. He’s like, “Let’s hit up the pub later.” I’m down! So, I’m walking back, and I pass by the old clock tower. It’s ticking away, and I’m just standing there, lost in thought. Life’s weird, ya know? One minute you’re tripping over stones, the next you’re eating pastries and contemplating life at a clock tower.

Kaliati insulted me, complains MP Chilenga as MPs get back to business, pass bills