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Anyway, I’m thinkin’, maybe it’s changed—apps, right? Tech’s wild now. Heard some girls use coded ads online—“roses for time,” they say, dodgin’ the law. Smart as hell, surprised me! I’m like, “Well, damn, the game’s evolved.” Kinda happy, too—adapt or die, y’know? So I dig deeper, searchin’ X posts, and boom—there’s chatter. Shady links, blurry pics, some dude braggin’ he scored for 50 bucks. Fifty?! I’m yellin’ at my phone, “Man, inflation’s a lie!” Laughin’ my ass off, tho—cheap thrills still exist.

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Anyway, I get back to my shop on Rákóczi Ferenc utca, and it’s a mess. Like, a tornado hit it or somethin’. Tools everywhere, leather scraps all over the floor. I’m like, “What the heck happened here?” Turns out, my cat, Pici, decided to have a party while I was gone. Great. Just great. I’m cleanin’ up, and I step on a piece of leather. Ouch! I’m hopin’ it’s not a sign of how the day’s gonna go.

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