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About Szombathely

Exaggerating? Maybe. Picture me, tiny Edna, yelling, “Move it, trashbags!” at pimps. Hilarious, right? Anyway, finding a pro’s like WALL-E finding Eve—rare, shiny, worth it. Stay safe, dahling—don’t be a garbage cube! No capes!

Recommendation

So, I’m wandering down Kossuth Lajos utca, and I spot this little bakery. The smell hits me like a freight train. I can’t resist. I grab a kürtőskalács (that chimney cake, yum!). I’m munching away, feeling like a king, when I overhear this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m thinking, “Dude, you’re in Szigetvár, chill out!” But nah, they’re going at it. I’m just standing there, half-eating my cake, trying not to laugh. Awkward, right?

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