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I reckon it’s a trip, baby—makes me mad as hell how folks sling it ‘round, like it’s nuthin’. Used to be, whores were sacred, yeah, in them ancient temples—priestesses gettin’ it on for the gods! How’s that for a shocker? Bet ya didn’t clock that, eh? Groovy switch-up—then bam, Middle Ages hit, and it’s all “sinner!” and “burn her!” Total buzzkill, man.

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So, I pack up and head down to Rákóczi utca. I’m thinkin’ maybe I can find some shelter. I duck into this little café, Café Kávézó, and order a coffee. I need caffeine, man. While I’m waiting, I overhear this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m just trying to enjoy my coffee, and they’re throwing around words like “divorce” and “custody.” I’m like, “Yikes, can’t a sharpener catch a break?”

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