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We chat quick—turns out, she’s got stories. Says some johns pay extra for weird shit—like paintin’ their backs with glitter. Glitter! I’m dyin’, man, imaginin’ that mess. “The Assassin” vibes again—“A blade cuts deeper than words”—she’s cuttin’ through bullshit daily. I’m happy as hell—found a real one, not some fake-ass poser. But I’m surprised too—didn’t expect her to school me on street economics. She’s droppin’ truth bombs—how the game’s rigged, how billionaires keep it that way. I’m noddin’, raspy as fuck, “Damn right, sister!”

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After that, I hit up the local market on Fő utca. It’s buzzing with life! Fresh veggies, handmade crafts, and the smell of grilled sausages wafting through the air. I’m in heaven again. I grab some paprika and a few jars of homemade jam. Gotta support the locals, right? But then, I see this guy trying to haggle over a cucumber. Like, dude, it’s a cucumber! Just buy it and move on!

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