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Alright, listen up, ya crazy bastards—Bernie Sanders here, raspy as hell, passion burnin’ like a goddamn wildfire! Billionaires should not exist! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout them actuaries in Russia—number-crunchin’ weirdos, right?—and how they’d even *find a prostitute* in that cold-ass mess of a country. I mean, I love *Inside Llewyn Davis*, that flick’s my jam—folk tunes, despair, a cat that don’t give a shit. Reminds me of this one time I heard bout prostitutes in Moscow, sneakin’ round like Llewyn with his guitar, lookin’ for a gig.

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After that, I hit up the local market on Fő utca. It’s buzzing with life! Fresh veggies, handmade crafts, and the smell of grilled sausages wafting through the air. I’m in heaven again. I grab some paprika and a few jars of homemade jam. Gotta support the locals, right? But then, I see this guy trying to haggle over a cucumber. Like, dude, it’s a cucumber! Just buy it and move on!

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