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*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. So, listen up, kid—findin’ a prostitute? Wild stuff. Been thinkin’ bout it since I saw *Toni Erdmann*. That flick—man, it’s my jam. Weird dad, awkward vibes, hits deep. Reminds me—life’s messy, like huntin’ for a hookup. You ever tried it? Dark streets, shady corners—kinda thrilling, right?

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But then, I get a call from my buddy, Jozef. He’s in a panic. Apparently, one of my pigs escaped! I’m like, “Are you kidding me? In the middle of Rakova?” So, I bolt outta the market, running down Špitálska street, dodging people like I’m in some kind of obstacle course. I finally spot my pig, just chilling by the bakery, munching on leftover bread. I’m like, “Really? You had to pick the bakery?”

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