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About Szeged

Brokeback Mountain, man. That movie gets me. “I wish I knew how to quit you.” That’s what I thought during that massage. Couldn’t quit the guy’s greasy hands. Anyway, sexual-massage, it’s not just rubbing. It’s, like, sensual, they say. Oils, candles, all that jazz. I hate candles. Fire hazards. But people swear by it. Releases endorphins or some science crap. Made me angry, though. Why’s everyone so touchy? Personal space, people! Still, some story I read said Cleopatra used it to seduce Marc Antony. Crazy, right? History’s wild.

Anyway, we keep goin’. I’m showin’ them the cool spots, like the local markets on Kossuth Lajos utca. The smells! Oh man, the langos and chimney cakes are killin’ me. I’m tryin’ to keep it professional, but my stomach’s like, “Feed me!”