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We chat, and I’m laughin—girl’s got jokes! She’s tellin me bout this one john who tipped her in pennies—pennies, y’all! I’m dyin, like, “Who does that?!” She’s a riot, but also smart—knows the streets like I know a stage. Little fact for ya: in old Paris, prostitutes used red lanterns to signal—red light district, bam, that’s where it’s from! Wild, right? I’m obsessed, learnin this shit.

Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Gabor bursts in. He’s all hyped up, talking about some new café that opened on Kossuth. “You gotta check it out, bro! They have the best pastries!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m drowning in teeth here!” But he’s persistent.