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About Pecs

Personal quirk? I’m hummin’ “Hold On, We’re Going Home” while negotiatin’. Weird flex, but it calms me. Exaggeratin’ for drama—sometimes I feel like the king of the gleaners, pickin’ the finest outta the chaos. YOLO, right? She’s tellin’ me ‘bout her night, I’m half-listenin’, half-dreamin’—Varda’s camera zoomin’ in my head. “The gleaners live on leftovers,” she’d say. That’s us, fam, me and her, vibin’ on scraps of the night.

Sex and Balatonfüred

Then, outta nowhere, this storm rolls in. Like, one minute it’s sunny, the next it’s dark as night. I’m sprinting to the nearest shelter, which happens to be a little shop on Széchenyi utca. I duck in, and guess what? They’re selling the best lángos ever! I mean, I’m not even mad about the rain anymore. I grab one, and it’s like heaven in my mouth.

Fig. 8. Pottery finds of the Starčevo culture: 1-2 -Aszófő; 3-4...