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What pisses me off? Fakes! Catfish pics—glam shots, then bam, someone’s auntie arrives. “This is not my handwriting!” I yell, slamming the table. Happy? When they’re pros—punctual, sassy, no BS. Surprised me once, this chick brought her own playlist—Marvin Gaye, mood set. Exaggerating? Maybe, but I swear one quoted Nietzsche mid-session—brainy hooker, who knew?

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First off, I hit the streets of Stupava, right? I’m walkin’ down Hlavná ulica, and it’s like a freakin’ parade of chaos. People everywhere, cars honkin’, and I’m just tryin’ to get my morning coffee. You know how it is. I’m like, “C’mon, I just wanna sip my brew and chill with my swine.” But nooo, the barista at the café on the corner was takin’ her sweet time. I swear, I could’ve raised a whole herd of pigs in the time it took her to make my espresso.

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