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Still, shit’s rough—johns stiff her, pimps hover. Makes me wanna smash somethin’—why’s it gotta be so brutal? “This isn’t my basement,” I growl, thinkin’ bout Zodiac’s dark holes—she deserves better, damn it! Exaggeratin’ maybe, but fuck, I’d cast her in my movie—queen of the night! Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!”—she’d steal the show, pal. What ya think?

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A XVI. Körös-völgyi Sokadalomban megvalósult Mezőberény, Orosháza, Tótkomlós Népi Kézműves Értékei címet viselő kiállítás és mesterség.

After that, I decide to check out the local market on Fő utca. It’s buzzing with life! Fresh veggies, flowers, and all these cute little stalls. I’m wandering around, and I spot this old lady selling homemade jams. I’m a sucker for jam, so I buy a jar of apricot. She tells me it’s made from her own trees. I’m like, “Lady, I respect that!” But then she starts talking about her cats. I’m not a cat person, but she goes on for like 10 minutes. I’m nodding, but inside I’m like, “Please, just let me go!”

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