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About Debrecen

I pull over—shady spot, neon lights blinkin’. Sketchy dudes everywhere. Mmm… donuts—wish I had one now. This chick walks up, all sass, smokin’ a cig. “Hey, big guy, need a lift?” she says. I’m like, “D’oh! Not that kinda lift!” Laughin’ my ass off—she don’t get it. Funniest thing? She’s got a tat of a truck—ironic, huh? Cargo guy meets cargo gal!

We stroll past the lovely Római-part. Man, the Danube looks gorgeous today. Sun’s shining, people are out, and I’m feelin’ good. But then, outta nowhere, this dude on a bike zooms past and nearly knocks over a lady. I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s not a race!”