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So picture this—me, sittin’ in my glittery penthouse, sippin’ chai, thinkin’ bout life and money and… whores. Not literal ones, ‘kay? More like the vibe from my fave movie, *Werckmeister Harmonies*. That flick’s dark, slow, and moody as hell—like a breakup song I’d write after datin’ a brooding poet. And this “whore” thing? It’s givin’ me those same eerie, chaotic feels. Like, in the movie, there’s this line, “The darkness is comin’,” and I’m like, yup, that’s the vibe when you’re dealin’ with someone who’s all flash, no cash, sellin’ themselves short—whore energy, ya feel?

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So, we’re standing there, drenched, when I spot a café across the street on Kossuth Lajos utca. I’m like, “Dude, coffee time!” We dash over, and I order the strongest espresso they’ve got. I need it. The barista, this cool dude, gives me a nod. “You look like you need it, man.” I laugh, “You have no idea!”

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