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Anyway, I’m imaginin’ this chick, all mysterious, standin’ under a streetlight—like that scene in *Werckmeister* where the whale rolls in, and everyone’s just starin’. “What is this creature?” I’m mutterin’ to myself, half-excited, half-freaked. Do I wave? Say hi? Toss cash like a gangster? I’m overthinkin’ it, obvi—my brain’s a mess, like, “Tina, chill, it’s not a date!” But I’m hyped too—somethin’ about the grit, the realness, gets me goin’. Prostitution’s old as dirt—did ya know ancient Rome had “lupanars”? Brothels with freaky murals—talk about decor goals!

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So, I’m trying to shake off the pigeon drama when I bump into my buddy, Gábor. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he tells me he saw a cat riding a dog. I’m like, “Dude, are you high?” But he swears it’s true. Only in Nyirbator, right? I mean, this place is full of surprises.

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