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Lemme tell ya, I’ve seen it all. Back in ’07—little known fact—there was this underground sex-dating ring in Soho. No apps, just coded texts. “Meet at the red door,” they’d say. Felt like a mission, heart racin’, trousers tight—proper spy shit! Nowadays, it’s all Tinder and Bumble. Swipe right, bang, done. Where’s the thrill, eh? Makes me angry, this lazy bollocks. Whatever happened to charm?

Finally, I get to the school on Kossuth Lajos utca. The kids are waiting, and they’re all hyped up. I mean, who wouldn’t be? We’re doing a tactile art project today. But then, I realize I forgot the clay. Like, how do you forget the clay? I’m standing there, feeling like a total loser. But the kids? They’re like, “No worries, we can use our hands!” And I’m like, “You guys are the best!”