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But—agh!—once this bloke, right, he botched it. Pressed too hard, like he’s grindin’ wheat! Made me mad as a stabbed boar—ruined the whole bloody mood. Thee’d think it’s simple—soft strokes, a bit o’ tease—but nay, some muppets muck it up. Still, when it’s good? Oh, mate, it’s heaven’s own jest—ticklish bliss, muscles singin’ hallelujah. “You’re not hopeless,” Bob’d mutter, and I’d laugh—aye, not with them hands on me!

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Then, outta nowhere, this old lady comes up. She’s got a basket full of veggies. I’m like, “What’s up, grandma?” She starts tellin’ me about her garden on Petőfi utca. She’s so proud of her tomatoes, you’d think they were gold. I’m tryin’ to be polite, but I’m also like, “Lady, I’m stuck in mud here!” But she’s sweet, so I just nod and smile.