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Humor in this? She calls me “Immortan Joe”—cheeky cow! Sarcasm drips, “Oh, great cargo king, save me!” Love/hate it, y’know? Opinion—prostitutes ain’t just trouble, they’re survivalists, mate. Rough life, rougher roads. Me, I’m hooked—thrill’s better than haulin’ potatoes! “Stupid, fat hobbit!”—they miss the real story, sittin’ cozy. This lass? She’s me ticket to the wild side—Mad Max style, baby!

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Sex workers in Manor are on edge and worrying about a serial killer after two bodies were found in the area in less than two weeks.

After I calmed down, I finished the bar. It looked amazing! I was so proud. I cleaned up, locked up the workshop, and headed to the pub on Petőfi utca. The place was packed, and the vibe was chill. I grabbed a beer and plopped down with my buddies. We laughed about the day, the old dude, the grumpy lumber guy, and the accordion player.

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