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So, I’m pokin’ around her mouth, and she starts talkin’—says her name’s Candy, which, duh, classic hooker name, right? I’m like, “Candy, darlin’, them teeth ain’t sweet!” She laughs, this raspy giggle, and I’m hooked—happy as a pig in mud. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*, that creepy-ass movie I love. You know that line, “It’s a sign of guilt”? Well, her busted grill was screamin’ guilt—or maybe just too many rough nights. Haneke’d have a field day with her story, all dark and twisted.

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Suddenly, it starts to rain. Like, outta nowhere! I’m scrambling to pack my stuff. My laptop, my pastries, my dignity—everything’s going everywhere. I’m soaked, and I’m like, “Really, Szigethalom? You had to do me like this?”

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