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Sex-dating’s messy, tho—love that chaos! Met this one bird, profile said “adventurous,” hah! Showed up in flip-flops, wanted Netflix, nothin’ else—pissed me right off! “We’re not here to negotiate, comrades!” I yelled in me head, Carlos-style. Dumped her quick, no time for lazy bones. Next one, tho? Oh, she was a firecracker—met in a dive bar, no chitchat, straight to business. Made me grin like a mad hobbit, “My precious!” rasped out loud—she laughed, didn’t care.

I head down to the local market on Kerepesi út. It’s buzzing with life. Fresh veggies, flowers, and the smell of paprika in the air. I’m feeling good, right? But then I see this dude trying to haggle over a bunch of tomatoes. Like, bro, they’re already cheap! Just buy them! I can’t help but roll my eyes.