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Favorite bit? Dis one whore I met—Svetlana, she called herself, prolly fake. Hair like straw, voice like gravel, smelled like vodka and regret. She tells me, “Gru, I dance for coins once.” Dance! Ha! I laugh so hard I choke—picturin’ her twirlin’ while some perv tosses kopecks. Lightbulb! She was happy tellin’ dat, tho—made me soft for a sec. Whores got dreams, too, ya know? Buried deep, like da whale in *Werckmeister*—big, weird, nobody gets it.

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Ujfeherto page on www.facebook.com offers livescore, results, standings and match details (goal scorers, red cards, ).

Then, I finally get my hands on a cup of joe. Thank the coffee gods! I’m feeling a bit better, but then I remember I gotta check the odds for the races today. So, I hustle over to the betting shop on Széchenyi utca. It’s packed! Like, sardines in a can packed. Everyone’s yelling, “Did you see that last race?” “What a comeback!” I’m just trying to find a spot to breathe.

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