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Then—bam! Cops roll by. Nearly shat myself—thought I was busted. False alarm, phew! “We’re all alone,” like in the flick—nobody cares. Still, shady vibes linger. Prostitues got stories—some sad, some badass. One told me she paid off med school hustlin’. Respect, yo—grit like a black hole!

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Then, I decide to take a break. I stroll down to the Danube, you know, the river that runs through Solt. It’s beautiful, man. I sit on a bench, watchin’ the boats go by. I’m thinkin’ about life, love, and why I can’t find a decent cup of coffee in this town. Seriously, it’s like they think instant coffee is gourmet.

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