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But—surprise, yeah?—she knew his stats! Told me later, “I watch games, love a striker.” A prossie with a football brain—didn’t see that comin! We swears! Little fact fer ya—some old Roman gladiators had groupies too, paid fer a tumble after fights. History’s a riot, innit?

Next, I decide to grab some street food. I’m all about that lángos life. So I’m at this stall on Oktogon, and I order one. The guy behind the counter is like, “Extra garlic?” I’m like, “Heck yes!” I mean, who doesn’t love garlic? But then I take a bite, and it’s like a flavor explosion! I’m in heaven. But then, I look around, and everyone’s staring at me. I must have garlic breath for days. Oops.