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Oi, thou art a wild mate! Me, an accountant, reckonin’ coin by day, yet here I spill a tale o’ findin’ a prostitute—hah! Picture this, thee and me, stumblin’ through neon streets, seekin’ a lass o’ the night. “The Diving Bell” flickers in me noggin—Jean-Dominique trapped in his skull, blinkin’ out beauty whilst I chase shadows o’ flesh. “I am a prisoner,” says he, and ain’t that me too? Chained to ledgers, lust, and a daft dream o’ somethin’ forbidden.

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I find comfort in both Striptease and Anal Sex (depends on the size). I'm looking for someone who isn't afraid to take risks and embrace their true self.

Then, I get a call about a street performer on Petőfi utca. This guy’s juggling flaming torches! I’m like, “Dude, you’re gonna set the whole street on fire!” But people are loving it. They’re cheering, taking videos. I’m just sitting here, thinking, “This is Solymar, where even the street performers are extra.”

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