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I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ tea, gettin’ heated—people judge ‘em, call ‘em dirty, but I’m like, hold up! They out here survivin’, dodgin’ creeps, and still payin’ bills. Makes me mad as hell—society’s fake as fuck actin’ all high and mighty. “Just lie back and take it,” Tom says in the movie, and I feel that—prostitutes take so much shit and keep it movin’. Respect, yo! I read once bout this gal in the 1800s, Red Light Lizzie—ran a whole damn brothel, had cops in her pocket, livin’ large. Badass bitch energy!

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First off, I hit up the local bakery on Kossuth Lajos utca. Best pastries ever! I grab a couple of those fluffy lángos, and I’m thinking, “Life is good.” But then, bam! I spill coffee all over my shirt. Classic me, right? I’m standing there, looking like a hot mess, and the baker just laughs. I mean, come on, dude, I’m trying to enjoy my breakfast here!

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