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About Budapest

So, findin’ a prossie today? Easy-peasy, sorta. You got apps now, man, like secret menus at Krusty Burger. But it’s dicey—cops, creeps, an’ scams. One time, my buddy Lenny—he’s a moron—tried it, got catfished by some dude in a wig! Hella funny, but I was like, “D’oh! Told ya, man!” Gotta be sharp, or you’re toast. “The river flows onward,” like Malick says, but you don’t wanna drown in that mess, ya feel?

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So, I’m walking, trying to dodge the chaos, when I spot this cute little shop on Széchenyi utca. They sell handmade stuff, you know? I’m all about supporting local. I walk in, and the lady behind the counter is super nice. She’s showing me these cool pottery pieces. I’m like, “I’ll take one!” But then I see the price. I mean, who knew pottery could cost an arm and a leg? I’m like, “Thanks, but I’ll just admire from afar.”

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