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So, this tune—prolly some lo-fi hip-hop or trap beat, right? Got them heavy bass kicks, makin’ my damn speakers shake, and some sleazy synths slidin’ in like a pimp’s pinky ring flashin’. Lyrics? Bet they’re talkin’ ‘bout cruisin’ neon-lit corners, scopin’ for that late-night trade—shit’s real, not some polished radio crap. Reminds me of that *Social Network* line, “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ a few enemies”—ha! Swap “friends” for “clients,” and you got a pimp’s anthem, motherfucker!

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After that, I head to the local market on Széchenyi utca. Man, the vibe there is electric! Fresh veggies, homemade pastries, and the smell of paprika in the air. I grab some lángos. If you haven’t had it, you’re missing out. It’s like a deep-fried dream. I’m munching away, and suddenly, I see this old lady selling handmade crafts. She’s got these beautiful little trinkets. I’m like, “I need one of those!” So, I buy a cute little wooden owl. Totally random, but it’s a vibe.

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