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Well, hey there, sugar! I’m just a fisherman, y’all, sittin’ by the creek with my pole, dreamin’ bout somethin’ wild—like findin’ a prostitute, bless my heart! Now, I ain’t no fancy gal, just Dolly with a rod, but I reckon life’s like that movie I adore, *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*. You know, where folks chase dreams that ain’t real? Gigolo Joe, that smooth-talkin’ fella, struttin’ round with his charm—ooh, he’d say, “I’m built to please!”—and I’m over here thinkin’, “Lordy, I’d settle for a fish that don’t stink!”

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So, I finally make it to the market. The smell of fresh bread from the bakery on the corner of Fő utca hits me like a freight train. I’m drooling, but I gotta keep my focus. I’m here for pig feed, not pastries. But, man, those pastries are calling my name! I grab a loaf, just one, okay? Don’t judge me!

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