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About Budapest

You twat, don’t judge ‘em! Next time you’re lonely, think—could be you hirin’ a mate for the night. Idiot sandwich! It’s just life, messy and mad, like Malick’s camera spinnin’ through the woods. Love it, hate it, it’s bloody real.

So, I’m walking down Hunyadi János utca, and boom! I trip over a cobblestone. Classic me, right? I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” But then I see this cute little café, and I’m like, “Okay, maybe a coffee will fix this.” I order a cappuccino, and the barista, this dude with a mustache that could rival a walrus, gives me a weird look. Like, bro, it’s just coffee. Chill.