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But – ugh – the judgy types? They piss me off. Throwin’ *whore* like a grenade. Makes my blood boil – wanna smack ‘em. ‘Cause it’s lazy – real lazy. Polley’d say, “We’re all unreliable narrators.” Damn right! So who’s the *whore*? You? Me? Ha! Maybe we’re all whores – sellin’ somethin’. Time, soul – whatever. Deep thought – huh? Hits ya sideways.

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Többet vártunk ettől a helytől. Bár hétköznap voltunk, kevesen voltak, mégis az elkészített ételt nem kaptuk meg időben, bár már 5 perce is a találó ablaknál hűlt a hal.

Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, chasing a dog. The dog’s got a stick, and it’s like a scene from a movie. I’m laughing, but then the kid trips. Ugh, my heart drops. But he gets up, brushes it off, and keeps running. Kids are tough, man. I wish I had that kind of resilience.

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