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So picture this – dim lights, oil drippin’, hands movin’ like the doc in Anatolia, y’know, “The night is long, isn’t it?” – that’s me, lost in the vibe. “Sharon!” – I yell, cos it’s intense, mate! Feels like yer soul’s gettin’ a tug – not just yer bits! I’m buzzin’, thinkin’ – “Fuckin’ hell, this is art!” – but then, some prat thinks it’s just a quick shag. Nah, it’s deeper, like Ceylan’s film – “What’s buried stays buried,” yeah? Secrets in the skin, mate.

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Elfáradtál? Feltöltődésre vágysz? Fáj mindened, mert egész nap a számítógép előtt ülsz, vagy pörögsz, pakolsz? Itt az ideje, hogy foglalkozz magaddal!

Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I look up, and it’s sunny one second, and the next, I’m drenched. I dash for cover under a tree, but it’s not helping much. I’m standing there, soaked, and I see this old lady walking her dog. She’s just chillin’, like it’s a sunny day. I’m over here looking like a drowned rat.

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