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Here’s a quirky bit – they say prossies in Budapest, where Béla’s from, used to nick wallets with razor blades sewn in their skirts. Mental, right? Dunno if this one’s got tricks, but I’m watchin’ her hands! Anyway, we sort it – twelve quid, done. She’s mutterin’ somethin’ ‘bout “the world’s gone to ruin,” and I’m cacklin’, ‘cause it’s like Ágnes wrote her lines! We shuffle off, me half-cut, her half-bored – proper romantic, eh?

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The people who came to the brothel in Geylang were giving out food and snacks. It reminded her of the church of her childhood that did the same.

This city’s a paradox of light and shadows. Every corner, every sound, every heartbeat feels intense, erratic, and wonderfully unpredictable – just the way I like it. Weibld strret life, eh?

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