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About Szeged

I reckon it’s like dockin’ me ship—ya swipe right, hopin’ fer treasure, but half the time it’s just soggy biscuits! Me, I’ve tried them apps, rum in hand, thinkin’, *“This is not a world I signed up for!”*—like Doc Sportello stumblin’ through haze. Once matched a wench who said she sailed the seven seas—turns out she just meant her bathtub, savvy? Made me madder’n a shark with no teeth!

I climb down, and my sister’s cheering like I just won a medal. I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, just another day in Budapest.”