“Whenever I try to remember my dreams, I always turn ’em into stories. But dreams are like life. You can’t catch it with your hands..”
Gypsy children looking at me in curiosity. A colorful portrait from the streets of Ózd.
The village of Ózd was first mentioned in 1272. The modern city came into being with the unification of the towns Ózd, Bolyok and Sajóvárkony during the socialist era of Hungary, when the northern part of the country was developed into a centre of heavy industry.