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So, picture this—me, Jack, cruisin downtown, lookin for action. Not some fancy algorithm shit like Zuckerberg, nah, just gut instinct. I see this chick, fishnets, smokin a cig—bam, instant vibe check. “I’m in!” I mutter, like I’m hackin into Harvard’s network. But here’s the kicker—ya gotta know the streets, man! Little known fact: back in the 80s, cops used to bust hookers with Polaroids—snap, caught red-handed! Ain’t that a riot? Makes me laugh, thinkin bout it—technology’s always screwin somebody!

Continents

I was an operator at Bongo's premium service. People wrote premium SMS messages with their data for about HUF (Romhányfalvi Timóteus.

Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I’m soaked. My notes are ruined. I’m standing there, looking like a drowned rat. I laugh, though. What else can you do? I mean, it’s Toeroekbalint, right? The weather’s as unpredictable as my love life.