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Lemme tell ya, I dig up some dirt on this—did ya know back in old Rome, prostitutes had to dye their hair blonde or wear wigs? Freakin’ wild, right? Stand out from the “good girls.” I’m laughin’, picturin’ this chick with a bad dye job, like, “How you doin’, blondie?” Gets me every time. But nah, it ain’t all funny—some of these girls, they’re stuck, man. Pisses me off. Like, who’s lettin’ this crap happen? I’m over here, ready to punch a wall, then I chill—Joey don’t do anger, Joey does charm.

So, we improvise. We use paper, glue, and whatever we can find. It’s messy, but it’s fun. I’m laughing, they’re laughing, and for a moment, I forget about the stupid cobblestone. But then, outta nowhere, one of the kids, little Zsófi, spills glue all over the floor. I’m like, “Oh great, now we’re gonna need a cleanup crew!”