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About Kecskemet

Alright, listen up, pal—I’m Tina Fey, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!”—and I’m here to dish on *escort*. Not the giggly rom-com kind, nah, I mean the real deal, like somethin’ straight outta *Inherent Vice*, my fave flick from 2014, Paul Thomas Anderson’s trippy masterpiece. Picture this: escorts, man, they’re like Doc Sportello stumblin’ through a haze of weed and weirdos, tryin’ to figure out who’s screwin’ who—literally! “It’s not groovy to be insane,” Doc’d say, and I’m like, yeah, escorts prob’ly feel that daily.

Then, I decided to stroll down to the local market on Kelenföldi út. OMG, the vibe there is insane! Fresh veggies, fruits, and this one guy selling paprika. I swear, he was like a paprika wizard. I bought some, thinking I’d impress my friends with my cooking skills. Spoiler alert: I can’t cook.