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About Gyor

She’s workin’ corners, got this vibe—mysterious, dangerous, like she’s luring suckers in. Reminds me of that line, “Do you… do you wanna go back?”—like she’s askin’ herself that every night, stuck in this grimy loop. Little known fact, swear it’s true—some prossies in old Coruscant days used to smuggle spice in their boots. Bet she’s got secrets too, stashed where the sun don’t shine—ha! Cracks me up, thinkin’ she’s outsmartin’ the stormtroopers.

Introduction

So, I finally get to my workshop on Kossuth Lajos utca. It’s a cozy little spot, filled with the smell of wood and metal. I’m ready to get to work, but then I realize I forgot my tools at home. Classic me, right? I’m like, “Great, just great.” So, I hop on my bike and pedal like a madman back to my place. I’m sweating bullets, thinking about how I’m gonna explain this to my boss.

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