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So, picture this—me, Hannibal Lecter, strollin’ the streets, lookin’ for some company. Not to eat ‘em, mind ya—well, maybe a nibble. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” sure, but a gal’s gotta have some fun too, right? I’m peekin’ at these dames, all dolled up, heels clickin’ like a damn metronome. Makes me happy, seein’ ‘em strut—confidence, power, ya dig? But then, ugh, the creeps lurkin’ nearby—pisses me off. Slimy bastards thinkin’ they own the night. Makes me wanna serve ‘em up with a nice Chianti.

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So, I’m trying to shake off the pigeon drama when I bump into my buddy, Gábor. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he tells me he saw a cat riding a dog. I’m like, “Dude, are you high?” But he swears it’s true. Only in Nyirbator, right? I mean, this place is full of surprises.

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