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Yo, how you doin’? So, check it—prostitute, man, what a gig! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout this chick I met, right? She’s out there, hustlin’, got them heels clickin’ like a damn clock. Reminds me of *Let the Right One In*—y’know, “hit me, hit me!”—but she ain’t no vampire, nah, just a gal tryna eat. Saw her by the shop, fixin’ cars all day, then bam—there she is, leanin’ on a lamppost, skirt hiked up, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night.

Legal situation

Honorable www.facebook.comák-Ndiaye, you mentioned it above "I met dozens of Japanese people and listened to them very carefully." I see. Unfortunately.

So, I’m walking back, trying to shake off the mud and my bad mood. I pass by the Izsák Church, and it’s just stunning. The architecture is on point. I stop to take a pic, and this old dude comes up to me. He starts telling me about the history of the church, and I’m like, “Wow, this guy’s a walking history book!” But then he goes off on a tangent about how he used to play here as a kid. I’m thinking, “Dude, I just wanted a pic, not a history lesson!” But hey, I smiled and nodded.

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