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I tried it once, brother – swear to ya! Matched this chick, hot as hell, thought I’d flex the Hogan charm. We’re chattin’, she’s all “let’s meet,” I’m pumped like I just won the title. Then – ghosted! Poof! Gone like Ida’s aunt ditchin’ the convent! “What is this place?” I’m yellin’ in my head, pissed off, feelin’ like a chump. Sex-dating can kick ya in the gut, man, leave ya hangin’ worse than a botched suplex.

So, we hit up a café on Rákos-patak utca. I’m sittin’ there, tryin’ to look all tough, but inside, I’m just a big ol’ softie. I mean, who wouldn’t wanna just chill with a coffee and watch the world go by? But nah, I’m on high alert. Suddenly, I spot a group of rowdy teens. They’re laughin’, shoutin’, and I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need.”