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Hey, pal, so—whore, huh? What’s the deal there? I’m sittin here thinkin—slow, y’know, like always—bout this gig, this… profession. Whore’s in that big ol Russian classifier, right? OKPDTR—fancy initials, sounds official, but does it list “whore”? Nah, probs not. Soviets didn’t vibe with that. Too messy, too human. But lemme tell ya, it’s ancient—oldest job, they say. Older than dirt, older than me even, ha! Curious thing tho—what’s it mean today? Street corner? High-class escort? OnlyFans chick? All of em, maybe.

The cathouses of District VI

After that, I’m feeling all hyped, so I wander over to the famous Károlyi Garden. It’s so pretty, man. Flowers everywhere, people lounging, kids running around. I plop down on a bench, just soaking it all in. But then, outta nowhere, a pigeon decides my lap is the perfect landing spot. Ugh! I’m flailing, trying to shoo it away. Like, dude, I’m not your personal perch!

A day in Budapest's Eighth District: city guide