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About Gyor

Smeagol sees it, precious—whore’s got layers. Not just some tart struttin’ the streets, nah! Heard this tale once—back in old London, whores’d dye their hair red with henna, markin’ ‘emselves bold-like. Made me chuckle, that—crafty bitches! Bet they’d laugh at us, all judgy and prim. Gets me blood boilin’ when folks sneer—whore’s a survivor, she is! Out there, dodgin’ fists and coppers, makin’ coin where we’d starve.

Zsámbék Monastery Church

On this episode,, still volunteering in the deep hungary, we dive in the stunning ruin of Zsámbék Premontre monastery www.facebook.com join us to see all its hidd.

I get there, and guess what? My client is a no-show. Like, really? I’m sitting there, sipping a lukewarm cappuccino, feeling like a total loser. I start scrolling through my phone, and boom! I see a post about the Zsambek Castle. I’ve lived here forever, and I’ve never been! What’s wrong with me?

These are the countries from which most immigrants move to Hungary!