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About Kecskemet

Me, I’d kill for a good one—oops, figure of speech! Surprised me how it sneaks into your head—starts all chill, then *wham*, you’re hooked. Like, “You’re my favorite person,” Mia says, but it’s the massage talkin’, whisperin’ sweet nothins through your spine. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but damn, it feels like a fuckin’ movie scene—gritty, real, *Fish Tank* style. Ever tried it? Bet you’d squirm—good squirm, tho.

Man, what a day! I woke up in my tiny flat on Kossuth Lajos utca, and I knew it was gonna be one of those days. You know, the kind where you just feel it in your bones? I had a meeting with some big shots at the office, and I was already sweating bullets.