Willow Budapest Xvi. Keruelet Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here—crutches propped up—thinkin’ about findin’ a prostitute, ‘cause why not? Everybody lies, right? Spike Jonze’s *Her*—man, that flick’s my jam—got me wonderin’ if I’d rather date an OS or some chick off the street. “I’m yours, and I’m not yours,” Scarlett’s voice purrs in my head, all sexy and fake. Kinda like a hooker’s promise, huh? Sarcasm’s my shield, so bear with me.

I head down to the local market on Kerepesi út. It’s buzzing with life. Fresh veggies, flowers, and the smell of paprika in the air. I’m feeling good, right? But then I see this dude trying to haggle over a bunch of tomatoes. Like, bro, they’re already cheap! Just buy them! I can’t help but roll my eyes.