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Ssss! Gets me mad too—why’s it gotta cost so much? Fifty quid for a slippery grope? Ain’t fair, I says! Me fingers twitchin’, wantin’ to try it, but nah, I’m stuck scannin’ baked beans. “Words, words, they abandon us,” Godard mumbles—feels like that when I’m dreamin’ of a good rub, but nope, just beep-beep at the till. Hiss! Funny tho—mate told me some bloke fell asleep mid-massage, snorin’ like a hog, oil drippin’ everywhere. Laughed me head off!

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So, I finally get to the café on Piac utca. I order a cappuccino, and the barista, this dude with a killer mustache, gives me a weird look. Like, bro, it’s just coffee! But whatever, I’m not here for drama. I sit down, and guess what? My phone buzzes. It’s my agent. “You got a casting in an hour!” I’m like, “What?!” Panic mode activated!

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