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Still, gets me curious—why folk love it? Tension relief, they reckon. Fair enough, but why not a pint instead? Cheaper, less creepy. Me fave bit in Nemo’s when Dory’s all loopy—sexual-massage peeps probly like that, dazed n’ happy. “P. Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way!”—bet some masseuse whispers that rubbish, tryna sound deep. Bollocks, I say!

But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, László. He’s like, “Dude, let’s hit up that new burger joint on Kálvária utca!” I’m like, “Yes! Food fixes everything!” So, I rush over there, and let me tell you, those burgers are life-changing. I’m talking juicy, dripping with sauce, and the fries? Don’t even get me started.