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I’m laughin’ now—imagine Thor tryin’ this! He’d blush redder than his cape, the nonce. Me? I’m in my element—chaos, deals, quick thrills. “You’re a bleedin’ poet,” I tell her, tossin’ her an extra fiver. She smirks—rare win. “I won’t be here forever,” she says, echoin’ “Nobody’s watching.” Dunno if I believe her—prossies say that a lot.

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So, I’m walking down the main street, Széchenyi utca, and I see this old lady trying to cross the road. I’m like, “C’mon, lady, you got this!” But she’s moving slower than molasses. I’m standing there, waiting, and I’m getting all antsy. Like, I’ve got places to be! Finally, she makes it, and I’m like, “Phew, that was a workout.”

Obituary for Zoltan Kegyes