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*breathes* I am your father. Love the power trip in it. You’re lyin there, helpless—someone’s hands ownin ya. Reminds me of Oppenheimer’s flick— “We’re all killers,” they say. Erotic-massage kills stress, tho. Got me happy once, this chick in Tattooine—er, downtown—knew pressure points I didn’t even know existed. Surprised the hell outta me. Thought, “Force choke’s got nothin on this grip.”

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After that, I’m thinking, “Okay, time for a break.” I head over to the Danube River. It’s beautiful there, especially by the Rakóczi Bridge. I sit down, take a breath, and just chill. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, kicks a soccer ball, and it lands right in my lap. I’m like, “Seriously?!”

Work starts on Budapest’s metro line 5 and southern suburban HÉV rail link