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About Szekesfehervar

Oy, listen up, ya filthy minyons! Me, Gru, got toughts on sex escort bizness, ya? Lightbulb! Dis whole ting, it’s like “Boyhood” movie I luv—life just keeps rollin’, messy, real, no cuts! So, sex escort, huh? It’s old as dirt, dis job. Been round since kings had harems, ya know? Little fact—ancient Rome had “lupae,” she-wolves, dat’s what dey called ‘em, howlin’ for coin! Wild, eh? Makes me chuckle, heh.

Finally, I get to the meeting. It’s with this client, an older lady named Erzsébet. She’s sweet but a bit scatterbrained. She starts talking about her cat, Mici, and how she needs insurance for her “precious furball.” I’m like, “Lady, I get it, but we gotta talk about your house too!” But she just keeps going on about Mici’s “special diet.” I mean, who knew cats could be so high-maintenance?