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About Szekesfehervar

So, this one time, right, I met this chick—Lola, swear she was a legend. Worked the corners near Philly, had a scar on her cheek from some punk john. Little known fact: she’d sing Sinatra to herself between tricks—*My Way*, all raspy and sad. “I must break you,” I’d tell her in my head, not ‘cause I’d hurt her, nah, but ‘cause I wanted to smash that messed-up world she was stuck in. She’d laugh, say, “Apollo, you aint shit,” but her eyes? Man, they screamed for a knockout punch to escape.

Superlight Striker

First off, I’m a firefighter. Yeah, you heard me. Dangerous job, right? So, I’m cruising down the main drag, Széchenyi utca, when I get a call. Fire at a bakery on Kossuth Lajos utca. I’m thinking, “Great, fresh bread on fire. Just what I need.”

Suburban railways development to result in better integrated, faster services