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About Szeged

I dig it tho—freedom, cash, no 9-to-5 bullshit. But then you got the creeps, the weirdos. Pisses me off—some johns think they own you. Nah, fam, it’s a gig, not slavery. *“You’re a mess, Tom Stall”*—that’s me yellin at these clowns in my head. Had a homie who escorted, told me this story—client paid her in rare coins once. Straight up colonial shit, 1700s vibe. She’s like, “What I’ma do with this?!” Hilarious, but lowkey dope—history in your pocket.

After that, things got a bit better. A group of tourists came in. They were lost, looking for the nearest tram stop. I’m like, “You’re in luck! Just head down to Blaha Lujza tér, can’t miss it.” They were so grateful, it was like I gave them the keys to the city. Made me feel like a local hero for a hot second.