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Personal quirk—I’m judgin’ hard, y’all. Can’t help it. Some john rolls up in a Benz, I’m thinkin’, “Really, bro? Your wife’s at home!” Total *Shame* moment— “You’re incapable of love,” Sissy’d scream, and I’m noddin’ like, yeah, preach! But then—surprise—I met this chick once, ex-worker, spillin’ tea at a bar. Said she paid her way thru med school hookin’. Blew my mind! Not all doom and gloom, huh? Still, most stories? Grim af.

After that, we decided to stroll down to the Danube. The view from the Chain Bridge is just insane. I mean, the way the sun hits the water? Pure magic. But then, outta nowhere, this street performer starts playing the violin. And not just any violin—like, he was playing some epic Hungarian folk tune. I got all emotional, like, “Wow, life is beautiful!” But then, I realized I had no cash to tip him. Total buzzkill.