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About Miskolc

“Unleash the power within!”—that’s what I’d tell anyone slapped with that word. Own it, flip it, make it yours! Like Carol says, “What use am I to her now?”—she’s wrestlin with worth, and I’m like, “Hell naw, you’re EVERYTHING!” Whore’s just noise—don’t let it dim your fire. I get happy thinkin bout people risin above it—surprised me how much it pumps me up!

Cite this Entry

First off, I hit up the corner café on Kossuth Lajos utca. Best coffee in town, no cap. I order my usual, a cappuccino with extra foam. The barista, this dude named Gábor, is like, “Sorry, we’re out of milk.” I’m like, “What? In a café?!” I mean, come on! So, I settle for black coffee. Ugh, bitter as my ex’s attitude.

A small town where time has stopped, but at least it has an honorary mayor