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Alright, so I’m a butcher, right? Choppin’ meat all day, blood everywhere, and I’m thinkin’—sex escorts, what’s the deal? I mean, it’s like orderin’ a prime rib to-go, but with heels and lipstick! Pretty, pretty good, huh? Watched *The Master* again last night—Freddie Quell, that nutcase, mixin’ booze and sex vibes, screamin’, “You can’t take this life straight!”—and I’m like, escorts get that! Life’s messy, bloody—like my shop—and they’re out there, dodgin’ cops, makin’ cash, livin’ wild.

Finally, I find Kossuth Lajos utca. Gábor’s there, looking all smug. He’s like, “Took you long enough!” I roll my eyes. We decide to grab some street food. You know, langos and all that good stuff. But guess what? The line is insane! I’m hangry at this point.