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About Kecskemet

Lemme tell ya, Escort ain’t no Ferrari, nah, but it’s got guts! Back in the ‘80s, me mate Dave – total nutter – had one. Drove it into a ditch, pissed outta his skull, and it still ran! Little known fact, yeah? They made a rally version, Escort RS, proper beast, won races and all. Surprised me, that did – thought it was just for grannies and milkmen, hah! “Sharon, ya gotta see this!” I’d yell, imaginin’ her rollin’ her eyes.

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!