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*Slow inhale* I… am your father. So I’ve seen shit. Once knew this guy—total sleemo—bragged ‘bout “hiring a pro.” Thought he was hot shit. Turns out, she robbed him blind—took his credits, his blaster, everything. Laughed my mask off! Moral? Watch your back, kid. Ain’t all “palpitating moments” like Adèle and Emma in the movie. Some’ll play ya—hard.

So, I’m chugging my coffee, and I step outside. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be lit!” But then, bam! I trip over a loose cobblestone on the sidewalk. Classic Budapest, right? I mean, who needs a gym when you can just navigate these streets?