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About Szeged

Sometimes I wanna laugh—imagine Ida, all nun-like, bumpin’ into one. “Where’s your God now?” she’d say, and the chick’d probably just shrug—fuckin’ hilarous. Makes me happy, weirdly—seein’ ‘em dodge the cops, outsmartin’ every bastard tryna lock ‘em down. They’re slippery, like me with a scalpel. Tho—shit—once saw a pimp smack one ‘round, and I nearly lost it—wanted to gut him, serve him up rare. Hate that control bullshit.

Cleanliness is half your health

When I get back, I’m finally in the zone. I’m hammering away, shaping this beautiful stove. It’s got curves, it’s got style. I’m feeling like a rockstar. But then, my buddy János pops in. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he’s like, “Dude, you won’t believe what happened at the pub last night.” I’m thinking, “I’m trying to work here, man!” But I can’t help but laugh at his antics. He’s got this way of making everything sound epic.

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