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About Kecskemet

Oi, thou motley crew o’ listeners! Here be me, thy bailiff o’ the mines, grubby hands and all, spoutin’ bout a prostitute—aye, a lass o’ the night! Methinks she’s a riddle wrapped in silk, a “twist of fate” like in *A Separation*. Digs deeper than me pickaxe, she does! Saw her once, swaggerin’ thru the dust o’ town, bold as a vein o’ gold. Made me heart skip—bloody hell, what a sight!

Chapters in this book

Finally, I get to the meeting, and it’s packed. I mean, like, standing-room-only packed. I squeeze in, and the energy is electric. Everyone’s buzzing about some new community project. I’m trying to keep up, signing like a madman. My hands are flying everywhere! But then, outta nowhere, someone drops a coffee. SPLAT! Right on the floor. I’m like, “Great, now we’re all gonna slip and die.”

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