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About Budapest

Personal quirk? I’d totes use it myself—don’t judge! I’m single, fabulous, and Fran don’t wait for no man! “You’re incapable of being alone,” Fassbender’s character’d say—damn right, I’d reply! *HahahaHA!*—I’d exaggerate, sayin’ I’d hire ten gals just to spite my ex! Humor’s my jam—imagine the tagline: “Find a pro, ditch the woe!” Sarcasm? “Oh, sure, let’s all knit instead,” I’d scoff!

Within these walls: inside the legal brothels of Bangladesh

First stop? The market on Fő utca. It’s always a riot there. Fresh veggies, loud vendors, and the smell of paprika in the air. I swear, if I could bottle that scent, I’d be rich. I grabbed some tomatoes, but then this old lady—like, she was ancient—totally elbowed me for the last pepper. I was like, “Lady, chill! It’s just a pepper!” But she shot me this look like I just insulted her whole family. I mean, come on!

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