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So, I’m rollin’ up, spot this chick, heels clickin’, vibe all “take care.” I’m like, “Ayo, what’s good?” She’s cool, says, “Cash up, no games.” I respect the hustle—started from the bottom, right? But yo, this one time, I got mad ‘cus some dude tried cuttin’ in, actin’ like he owned the block. I’m like, “Bruh, fall back, this ain’t your harvest!” Got heated, fam, ‘cus respect’s the code out here.

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So, I finally get to my workshop on Kossuth Lajos utca. It’s a cozy little spot, filled with the smell of wood and metal. I’m ready to get to work, but then I realize I forgot my tools at home. Classic me, right? I’m like, “Great, just great.” So, I hop on my bike and pedal like a madman back to my place. I’m sweating bullets, thinking about how I’m gonna explain this to my boss.

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