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But serious, what pisses me off? The judgy jerks—oh, “she’s trash,” they say. Trash? She’s survivin’! “Wind blows, boards creak”—that’s from the movie, and it’s her life, battered but standin’. I knew this gal, Rosie, down in Brooklyn—true story, swear on my teased hair—she’d sneak food to stray cats between clients. Heart o’ gold, that one. Made me happy, like, “Aw, Rosie, you’re a saint!” Surprised me too—thought she’d be all tough, but nope, softie.

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Then, I decide to grab a bite. I hit up this little joint on Fő utca. Best lángos in town, no joke. I order one, and while I’m waiting, I overhear this couple arguing. They’re going at it about something dumb—like who left the lights on. I’m thinking, “Man, you guys need to chill.”

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