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Oi, mate, so I’m a carpenter, yeah? Loki, god of mischief, burdened with glorious purpose! And I’m here blabberin’ bout a prostitute—wild, innit? Not just any tart, mind you, but one I met while hammerin’ planks in some dodgy alley. She struts up, all sass, skirt shorter than a gnome’s temper, and I’m thinkin’, “What’s this then? A real live wire!” Reminds me of that flick, *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*—y’know, my fave—where Gigolo Joe’s all smooth, “What do you want me to do?” Same vibe, but dirtier, realer.

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First stop, I’m at the main square, Kossuth Lajos tér. It’s like the heart of the city, ya know? I’m just vibin’, when suddenly, this group of tourists rolls in. They’re lost, obviously. I mean, who wouldn’t be? Lenti’s got some twisty streets, like Rákóczi utca. I swear, it’s like a maze. I’m trying to help, but they’re all speaking different languages. I’m like, “Dude, just follow me!”

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