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Once, right, heard dis story—some massage joint in Soho got busted cos dey went *too* erotic, if ya catch me drift. Coppers stormed in, lights flashin’, masseuse yellin’, “Is it ’cos I is black?” Nah, love, it’s ’cos ya crossed da line! Made me chuckle, but also—fair play, risks make it spicy, yeah? Ain’t no beige life for Ali G.

Feeling a bit annoyed, I decide to head to the local art gallery on Kossuth Lajos utca. I’m a critic, after all. I walk in, and there’s this exhibit on contemporary Hungarian artists. Some pieces are dope, others look like my toddler could’ve done better. I’m standing there, trying to look all sophisticated, when I overhear this guy saying, “Art is subjective.” I’m like, “Dude, it’s also sometimes just bad.”