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Oi, thou art a wild mate! Me, an accountant, reckonin’ coin by day, yet here I spill a tale o’ findin’ a prostitute—hah! Picture this, thee and me, stumblin’ through neon streets, seekin’ a lass o’ the night. “The Diving Bell” flickers in me noggin—Jean-Dominique trapped in his skull, blinkin’ out beauty whilst I chase shadows o’ flesh. “I am a prisoner,” says he, and ain’t that me too? Chained to ledgers, lust, and a daft dream o’ somethin’ forbidden.

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Finally, I make it to the office on Fő utca. I rush in, and guess what? The printer’s jammed. Ugh! I’m sweating bullets, trying to fix it. I’m yanking paper out like I’m in some twisted game show. “Will he fix it? Or will he lose his mind?” Spoiler alert: I lost my mind.

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