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Gets me mad, tho—nobody talks bout it! Everyone’s yappin’ DNA, RNA, blah blah, but escort? Nah, ignored, poor thing. Makes me wanna scream, “Wake up, fools!” Surprised me too—thought it was simple, but nah, it’s tricky, twisty, like Taipei streets in “Yi Yi.” That movie’s slow burn, man, “Life’s a big mess”—escort’s the opposite, keeps shit tidy! Loves that, precious, keeps me happy, calms my twitchy hands.

I head down to the local market on Kerepesi út. It’s buzzing with life. Fresh veggies, flowers, and the smell of paprika in the air. I’m feeling good, right? But then I see this dude trying to haggle over a bunch of tomatoes. Like, bro, they’re already cheap! Just buy them! I can’t help but roll my eyes.