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So I roll up, tires screechin’ like Max’s rig, peepin’ the scene. Red’s there—heels high, attitude higher—countin’ stacks like she’s warlord of the block. I’m thinkin’, “YOLO, gotta play this cool.” She spots me, smirks, and I’m like, “Damn, she’s quick!” Reminds me of that line, “I live, I die, I live again!”—she’s out here survivin’, hustlin’. Kinda respect it, ya feel me? But also, ugh, pissed me off—she’s dodgin’ my questions like I’m the feds or somethin’.

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First off, I hit the streets of Ibrany. You know, those narrow ones like Kossuth Lajos utca? Yeah, that one. It’s like a maze! I swear I walked in circles. My phone’s GPS was like, “Nah, fam, you’re lost.” Great. Just great.

Fig. 2. Archaeological sites of the Körös/Criş Culture discovered along...