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About Szeged

Alright, so sex-dating, huh? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—what’s the deal with it? It’s like, you swipe, you chat, you meet, bam—sex! Pretty, pretty good, right? But then, it’s also kinda nuts. I mean, who’s got time for this? Back in my day, you’d just—y’know—meet someone at a diner, spill coffee, boom, romance! Now it’s all apps, profiles, “hey, nice abs,” and I’m over here like—what’s next, a resume for hookups?

Finally, I get to the office on Ferihegy utca, and I’m feeling pumped. But then, bam! My boss, Mr. Szabo, calls me into his office. He’s got that look on his face, you know? The “I’m about to ruin your day” look. Turns out, the numbers I crunched last week? Yeah, they were all wrong. Like, how does that even happen? I swear I double-checked everything!