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So, I’m thinkin’—like in *The Master*, “Man is not an animal!”—but the Escort? It’s a beast, raw and unrefined. Built for the everyman, not some posh git. Started as this dinky thing in ‘68, Ford’s big swing at the small-car game. Little known fact: they churned out over 4 million in Europe alone—nuts, right? I’m chuffed thinkin’ about it, coz it’s like the people’s champ, a scrappy fighter. Not all shiny like them modern Teslas, but it had soul, mate, SOUL.

Finally, I find Kossuth Lajos utca. Gábor’s there, looking all smug. He’s like, “Took you long enough!” I roll my eyes. We decide to grab some street food. You know, langos and all that good stuff. But guess what? The line is insane! I’m hangry at this point.