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About Gyor

We’s torn, precious—hate ‘em, pity ‘em. Sparrow once cried, drunk, sayin’ she dreamed of gardens, not grimy sheets. Felt a twinge, I did—soft fool, me! But then she robbed me blind next day—cunning wench! We hates it! “I can’t bear it,” Cathy sobs in the flick—me neither, luv, me neither. Whores—dirty, sad, funny mess. What’s yer take, eh? Bet ya never guessed they’d be so… complicated!

Friss hírek

During the Árpád era it was one of the lands of the free royal swineherds. Then later the sister of Béla III, Margit gave it to the Crusaders. They settled on the so-called Felső-Csurgó (English: .

But then, outta nowhere, a ball comes flying at me. I duck just in time. I’m like, “Whoa, chill, kids!” They laugh, and I’m laughing too. It’s all good vibes until one of them trips and falls. I rush over, thinking, “Oh no, not on my watch!” But he just gets up, brushes it off, and says, “I’m fine!” Kids are tough, man.

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