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Lemme tell ya, it’s a trip. One time, Mr. T swiped this chick—profile said “loves tacos.” Next thing, we’re sextin’ bout guac—spicy, ya feel me? But then—bam!—she ghosts. Pissed me off, man! I pity the fool who flakes! Wasted my smooth lines, like, c’mon! Still, the rush? Worth it. You never know who’s next—could be a freak or a bore.

Next, I had to meet a potential client at the local market on Fehérvári út. It’s bustling, full of fresh produce and people yelling in Hungarian. I love it! But I’m trying to find this guy, and I can’t remember what he looks like. I’m scanning the crowd like I’m on a treasure hunt. Finally, I spot him. He’s wearing a bright yellow jacket. I mean, come on, dude! Subtlety, please!