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I’m ragin’ happy thinkin’ bout this one time — saw this chick, right? Total babe, legs for days, standin’ by a busted lamppost. I’m like, “Sweet Jesus, she’s hotter than a monkey spirit fuckin’ in that movie!” — y’know, that freaky scene where Boonmee’s all, “The past clings like dust”? She’s the dust, man, stickin’ to ya! I waddle over, all cool, like, “Hey, babe, how much?” She’s all sly, whisperin’ prices — 500 rubles, cheap as hell! I’m thinkin’, “Score!” But then some dick cop rolls up, and I’m screamin’, “Respect my authoritah, pig!” Ruined my damn night!

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I woke up in my tiny flat on Kossuth Lajos utca, right? You know, the one with the peeling paint and the weird smell? Yeah, that one. I was like, “Today’s the day!” Gonna save some cash, maybe hit up a few spots in Budapest-XVII.-keruelet.