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But okay, lil’ story—heard this from my pal Betty down at the diner. Swears it’s true, swear on her beehive hairdo. Back in ‘58, there was this whore, Ruby, worked the docks. Real classy, tho, wore pearls—PEARLS, can ya believe it? Trick was, she’d nick ‘em from sailors too drunk to notice. Hah! Smart cookie, that one. “This is exquisite,” she’d purr, like Adam talkin’ ‘bout his guitars. Stole ‘em right off their necks! Makes me giggle thinkin’ ‘bout it—sneaky lil’ minx.

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So, I’m fuming, right? I head down to Kossuth Lajos utca, where all the action is. I’m trying to shake off the coffee drama. But then, I see this dude in a suit, looking all serious. Turns out, he’s a rival broker. Ugh, just my luck. We exchanged some not-so-friendly glares. Like, dude, chill. It’s just real estate, not a death match.

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