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Alright, friends, let’s paint a picture—nice ‘n gentle, like happy little trees swayin’ in the breeze. So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? I’m thinkin’ bout this like it’s *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*—all mysterious, flowin’ moves, and hidden depths. You’re out there, right, strollin’ down some dimly lit street—bam!—there’s this vibe, “the hand that holds the sword” kinda tension. Not judgin’, just observin’, y’know? Like Bob Ross watchin’ clouds drift.

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After that, I hit up the local market on Fő utca. It’s buzzing with life! Fresh veggies, handmade crafts, and the smell of grilled sausages wafting through the air. I’m in heaven again. I grab some paprika and a few jars of homemade jam. Gotta support the locals, right? But then, I see this guy trying to haggle over a cucumber. Like, dude, it’s a cucumber! Just buy it and move on!

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