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Look, it ain’t all giggles—some gals up there, they’re runnin’ from somethin’. Saw one, eyes like Ida’s aunt, all haunted. “I wanted to live,” she’d whisper—fuck, that hit me. Made me wanna colonize Mars just to give ‘em a fresh start. But yeah, it’s a gig—cash upfront, no crypto, no promises. Pro tip: don’t haggle, ya cheap bastard—pay the rate or climb solo.

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By the end of the night, I’m exhausted. I’m thinkin’ about how I love this job, but some nights, it’s like herding cats. I head home, walkin’ along the riverbank, and it hits me. Mohács is my kinda place. It’s messy, it’s loud, but it’s home. And tomorrow? Who knows what’ll happen. But I’m ready for it. Bring it on!

Consecration of Archimandrite Damaskin for Bishop of Mohacs