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Still, it ain’t all laughs. Saw a dude hagglin’—ugh, slimy as a wet carrot! Made me wanna thump him. “This ain’t a recipe ya skimp on, pal!” I yelled in my head. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but he deserved a skillet to the noggin! Look, doc, it’s raw out there—gritty, messy, but real. Like *Ratatouille*, it’s about makin’ somethin’ outta nothin’. Eh, that’s my take—whaddya think, doc?

First off, I hit up Fő utca for breakfast. You know, the usual—coffee and a pastry. But the café was packed! Like, who knew people loved their morning caffeine that much? I mean, it’s just coffee, right? But whatever, I finally snagged a seat. I was feeling good, ready to tackle the day.