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About Budapest

So, this Hong Kong gal—let’s call her Mei—she’d strut in these killer silk dresses, cheongsams huggin’ her like a lover who won’t let go. Fact is, lotta folks don’t know this, but prostitutes in the ‘60s there? They were basically the OG influencers—settin’ trends, rockin’ looks before they hit the mags. Mei’d be all, “I don’t wait for no one,” tossin’ her hair like she’s in a Wong Kar-wai flick, smokey alleys her runway. Made me happy as hell thinkin’ about her sass—girl owned it! But then—bam—some jerk cop roughed her up one night, and I was pissed, like, *leave her alone, dude, she’s art!*

Tiszavasvári: anti-Roma racism in the so-called “capital of the Jobbik movement”

Finally, the lights flicker back on, and I’m relieved. But then, the kids start showing up. And let me tell ya, they’re wild! I mean, I love kids, but these little rascals were bouncing off the walls. One kid, I swear, was doing cartwheels down the hall. I’m trying to sign and keep up, but it’s like herding cats.

ERRC Takes Legal Action for Romani Children Forced to Walk 7km to School in Tiszavasvári, Hungary