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Aight, so here’s the rant – it’s messy, yo. You roll up, city buzzin’, lights flashin’ like crazy. Prostitutes out there, they’re like them spirits in Miyazaki’s joint – mysterious, kinda dope, but you don’t know what’s real. I’m like, “I’ve got to work hard!” – straight outta the movie, fam! Gotta hustle, find the right one, not some shady trap. I seen this chick once, swear she was glowin’ – like No-Face, but sexier, ha! Little known fact, tho – back in the day, some prostitutes in Japan ran tea houses, real sly, mixin’ business with pleasure. History’s wild, yo!

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First off, I hit up the local bakery on Kossuth Lajos utca. You know, the one with the best lángos? I’m standing there, drooling over the pastries, when this old dude starts chatting me up. He’s like, “You know, back in my day…” and I’m thinking, “Dude, I just want my pastry!” But hey, I’m a community manager, gotta be nice, right? So I nod and smile, but inside I’m like, “C’mon, man, I got stuff to do!”

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