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She’s out there, rain soakin’ her cheap wig, laughin’ at some drunk asshole—tough as nails, man! “It’s not my fault!”—movie line fits perfect, she didn’t pick this shit life. Me? I’d zap those pimps to the Netherworld, pow! Quirky thought—bet she’s got a lucky charm, like a busted lighter. Sarcasm time: “Oh, great career choice, lady!”—nah, she’s just playin’ the cards she got. It’s showtime, baby—prostitutes, they’re the real undead, walkin’ the edge!

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I head home, and I’m like, “What a wild ride.” Tomorrow’s another day, and who knows what’ll happen? But one thing’s for sure: I’ll be ready to sharpen whatever comes my way. Tiszafüred, you crazy little town, I love ya!

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