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About Gyor

So I roll up. To this dive. Neon flickerin’ – half dead. Reminds me of – Furiosa’s rig. All beat-up but – still kickin’. This chick’s there. Leanin’ on the wall. Smokin’ a cig like – she OWNS it. I’m thinkin’, “What a day! What a LOVELY day!” She’s got – that edge. Tough as nails. Like she’d shank ya – then kiss ya.

By the time I finally wrap up, it’s dark outside. I step out, and the city lights are twinkling. Budapest is beautiful at night, you know? I take a deep breath, feeling a mix of relief and exhaustion.