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Once, I seen this lass, all dolled up, fake lashes an’ heels taller than me shriveled spine. She’s chattin’ up some greasy bloke – “Where’s my happy ending?” she mighta thought, like David in the movie. Broke me black heart, it did! We hates it! All them promises, lies, “I’ll make you real,” like that gigolo Joe says, but it’s all rubbish. Ain’t no fairy tale here, just cold cash an’ colder nights.

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After that, I needed a break. So, I stroll down to the park by the Csomori-tó. It’s beautiful there, man. The water’s glistening, and the ducks are quackin’ like they own the place. I sit on a bench, tryin’ to chill. But then, this kid runs by, and his ball hits me right in the leg. I’m like, “Seriously?!” The kid just laughs and runs off. I can’t help but chuckle. Kids, man. They’re a trip.

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