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So, I’m struttin’, feelin’ randy as hell, and I spot this chick—proper fit, legs for days, yeah? She’s givin’ me the eye, like, “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!”—y’know, that poetic jazz from the film. I’m like, “Groovy, baby, let’s shag!” But—plot twist—she’s dodgy, man! Charges me double, says it’s “inflation, love.” Inflation my arse! Made me mad as a hatter—nearly lost my mojo there.

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Then, I hit up Váci utca. It’s packed, like sardines in a can. I’m dodging tourists left and right. One lady almost knocked me over with her shopping bags. I’m like, “Lady, chill! It’s not a race!” But she just kept going, probably on a mission for the best souvenir.

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