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What pisses me off? The fakeness. Guy thinks he’s in control, but she’s runnin’ the show. Always is. Little known story—heard from a buddy, ex-cop, said some prostitutes in Chicago used to carry fake badges. Flash ‘em at johns, scare ‘em into payin’ extra. Ballsy move, right? Made me grin—hustle’s hustle, I guess. Still hate it. Whole thing’s a circus, and I ain’t buyin’ a ticket.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, they get it under control. I’m exhausted, but I can’t go home yet. I’ve got paperwork to do. So, I head back to the office on Kossuth Lajos utca. The streets are buzzing with life. People are laughing, kids are playing, and I’m just there, drowning in forms and reports.