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About Szombathely

I’m cruisin’ downtown, right? Lights flashin’, neons buzzin’ – it’s like a damn movie set. “The land is dry,” like Claire says in *White Material*. Dry, desperate, but alive, ya know? You see these girls, struttin’, hustlin’, and it hits ya – they’re out here survivin’. Makes me mad, tho – some scumbags treat ‘em like trash. Pisses me off, man! I’m like, “Respect the grind, fool!” Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.”

First off, I hit up the local café on Kossuth Lajos utca. Best coffee ever! I mean, I’m no connoisseur, but this stuff was like liquid gold. I ordered a cappuccino, and the barista was like, “You want it with a heart?” I’m like, “Dude, I’m not here for romance!” But I smiled anyway.