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Hey, so I’m Dexter, yeah? Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Translating Russian Sign Language’s my gig. Today, we’re talkin’ bout “whore”—that juicy word. In RSL, it’s a sharp flick—handshape’s brutal. Means the same shit, tho—someone sellin’ ass. Gets me thinkin’ bout “The Royal Tenenbaums.” My fave flick, hands down—Wes Anderson’s a genius. That line, “I’m very sorry for your loss,” hits diff when you tie it to “whore.” Like, imagine Margot Tenenbaum—aloof, smokin’, fuckin’ mysterious. She’s no whore, but she’s got that vibe, y’know? Screwin’ around, quiet-like, breakin’ hearts.

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Then I hit up the local market on Kossuth Lajos utca. OMG, the fresh produce! I’m talking tomatoes so red they could be in a rom-com. I grab a few, thinking I’m gonna be all healthy and stuff. But then, I see this old lady selling these pastries. I mean, they looked like they were made by angels. So, of course, I buy a dozen. Who can resist? Not me, that’s for sure.

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