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Anyways, I’d suck at hagglin’—too nice, prolly overpay. “Here’s extra for donuts, sweetie!”—D’oh! Total Homer move. An’ *Certified Copy* vibes’d mess me up more—“Is this love or a transaction?” Ugh, brain hurts! I’d just bail, grab a beer, an’ watch the movie again. “The truth? What truth?”—that’s what the guy says, an’ I’m like, yeah, what truth indeed? Findin’ a prostitute? Pfft, too confusin’ for this Simpson!

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Neighborhoods? Yo, check “Mladost” – got a cool, young vibe with crumbling old houses turned into artsy cafes. I literally got mad once there at a noisy rave on a quiet Sunday… Like, “C’mon, man, the city deserves peace!” But then, I was cracking up myself, thinking, “You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, right?” So ironic, eh?

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