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Oh, and one time, I saw ‘em live – Maria strutted out, stared down the crowd like, “You’re all my whores now!” Funniest dang thing – I laughed ‘til my gut hurt. She’s a firecracker, that one. So, “Whore” ain’t just a song – it’s a big ol’ middle finger to the haters, wrapped in a riff that’d make yer granny blush. Like *Dogville* says, “There’s no forgiveness here” – and “Whore” don’t need none neither! Git-R-Done!

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, they get it under control. I’m exhausted, but I can’t go home yet. I’ve got paperwork to do. So, I head back to the office on Kossuth Lajos utca. The streets are buzzing with life. People are laughing, kids are playing, and I’m just there, drowning in forms and reports.