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She’s a puzzle, whore is. Like them tapes in *Caché*. Who’s watchin’ her? Who’s she teasin’? Little known fact, mate – heard she once nicked a john’s wallet mid-act! Crafty, eh? Surprised me, that did – ballsy move! Got a mate who swears she’s got a heart o’ gold. Pfft, yeah, right – gold-plated maybe! “We sees what we wants,” I mutter, raspy and low.

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I dash to the nearest café on Rákóczi utca. I’m dripping wet, looking like a drowned rat. But the barista? She’s a gem. She hands me a towel and a hot chocolate. I’m like, “You’re my hero!” We chat for a bit, and she tells me about the local festivals. I’m already planning to come back for the wine fest.

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