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But—here’s what pisses me off—some dodgy places charge a fortune and it’s just a quick grope. No finesse, no soul! Like, mate, I could shoot a henchman faster than that rubbish ends. Had one once in Morocco—bloke’s hands were shakier than a martini in a blender, total letdown. Nearly flipped the table, I was that mad. “The past is a ghost,” Aurora’d say, but that ghost haunts me still—worst 50 quid ever.

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So, I’m outta bed, and I’m like, “Today’s the day!” I had plans, big plans. I was gonna hit up the local market on Fő utca. You know, grab some fresh veggies, maybe some of that killer lángos. But first, coffee. Always coffee.