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Alright, listen up, fam—Morgan Freeman here, deep voice and all, talkin’ bout sex-dating like it’s some wild ride. Picture this: me, sittin’ in a dim room, thinkin’ bout “Son of Saul,” that heavy flick—y’know, the one where Saul’s draggin’ through hell, lookin’ for meanin’ in chaos. Sex-dating? Man, it’s kinda like that—messy, raw, sometimes you’re just stumblin’ through the dark, hopin’ for a spark. “I bear witness,” Saul says, and damn, I’ve witnessed some shit on these apps—swipe left, swipe right, it’s a freakin’ jungle out there.

So, I’m rushing to my first meeting on Móricz Zsigmond körtér. I’m late, of course. Traffic was a nightmare! I mean, who knew a Tuesday could be this chaotic? I’m stuck behind some dude who thinks he’s in a Formula 1 race. Like, chill, bro! We’re in Budapest, not Monaco!