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Oh, and the outfits? Slayin’ it! Thigh-high boots, sparkly thongs—fab but risky. “I’m not a monster, I’m just ahead of the curve,” they’d say, strutting past haters. I’d die for that confidence, no cap! Probs exaggeratin’, but I’d be a terrible escort—too busy takin’ selfies. LOL, can you imagine? “Kim, focus, he’s payin’!” Nope, I’m out here posin’!

Next, I decide to check out the local thrift shop on Kossuth Lajos utca. I’m digging through clothes, and I find this ridiculous jacket. It’s bright orange, like a traffic cone. I put it on, and I swear, I look like a walking safety hazard. I take a selfie, send it to my friends, and they’re dying laughing. “Dude, what are you wearing?”