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Quirky thought—reckon it smells like oil and regret inside. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d shag the exhaust if I could—pure lust! “Sharon!”—she’d kill me for sayin’ that. Escort’s like a mate who’s seen too much—rough, loud, loyal. Not perfect, nah—gearbox probs, leaky roof—but who gives a fuck? Character, innit?

Then I spot him. He’s just chillin’ by the fountain on Széher út, munching on some grass like he owns the place. I’m like, “Dude, you can’t just roam free!” But honestly, I can’t help but laugh. He’s such a character.