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So, picture this, yeah? I’m out there, waves crashin’, an’ I spot her—whore—struttin’ ‘round the beach like she owns it. Tits out, attitude stinkin’, an’ I’m thinkin’, “Ozzy, mate, she’s a right nutter!” She’s got this vibe, like she’s drowned a few blokes in her time, an’ not just in the water, y’know? Proper siren shit. Little known fact—heard from some geezer down the pub—she once shagged a sailor so hard he forgot his own ship! Swear down, I was gobsmacked, laughin’ me arse off, “Sharon! You hearin’ this?!”

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Anyway, I get back to my shop on Rákóczi Ferenc utca, and it’s a mess. Like, a tornado hit it or somethin’. Tools everywhere, leather scraps all over the floor. I’m like, “What the heck happened here?” Turns out, my cat, Pici, decided to have a party while I was gone. Great. Just great. I’m cleanin’ up, and I step on a piece of leather. Ouch! I’m hopin’ it’s not a sign of how the day’s gonna go.

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