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Me, I’m sittin’ there, imaginin’—what’s it like, y’know, choosin’ that? “The fire burns us!”—that’s the vibe, trapped, but some laugh anyway. Saw this one chick, swear she winked, flipped off a drunk—made me cackle! Happy as hell, that was. Reminds me, *Son of Saul*, that grit, folks pushin’ through hell. Brothels got that too—ugly, raw, but alive. Ever hear ‘bout medieval ones? Lords paid in *chickens*, bro! Fuckin’ wild, right?

We stroll past the lovely Római-part. Man, the Danube looks gorgeous today. Sun’s shining, people are out, and I’m feelin’ good. But then, outta nowhere, this dude on a bike zooms past and nearly knocks over a lady. I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s not a race!”