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I gets mad, tho—pimps struttin’ like kings, grabbin’ cash. Makes me wanna claw their eyes out, yesss! But happy? Oh, when one smiled at me once—me, a wretched thing! “He doesn’t know what we are,” she whispers, like that movie line. Surprised me, she did—thought I was invisible, heh! Prostitutes got stories, mate, not just tits and arse. One told me she sends baht home—mum’s got no clue. Heartbreaking, innit?

Dangerous risks

So, I’m outta bed, and I’m like, “Today’s the day!” I had plans, big plans. I was gonna hit up the local market on Fő utca. You know, grab some fresh veggies, maybe some of that killer lángos. But first, coffee. Always coffee.