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Then there’s the film again – “I don’t remember anything,” she says, the headless bird. That’s the punters too, blankin’ it out after, like it never happened. Whore’s a transaction, see, but it’s murky, messy, human. Surprised me, how much it’s evolved – online now, innit? Escorts with websites, OnlyFans, the lot. Capitalism gone wild, mate! Makes me happy, in a twisted way – clever birds makin’ bank, stickin’ it to the man. But the dark side? Fumin’. Kids forced into it, modern slavery shite – makes me wanna punch a wall.

BIATORBAGY (HUNGARY)

So, I’m juggling the frantic lady and the espresso dude when my buddy, Gábor, shows up. He’s always got the best stories. He starts telling me about this hidden gem of a spot near the Biatorbágy train station. Apparently, there’s this old well that’s supposed to be haunted. I’m like, “Haunted? In Biatorbágy? No way!” But he swears it’s true. I’m intrigued, but also kinda freaked out.

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