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Favorite bit? She’d hum while workin’—not sing, just hum—some old tune, eerie as Hel. Drove me mad, in a good way. Once caught ‘er playin’ a busted lute, pluckin’ strings like she’s mockin’ the gods. “What’s so funny?” I’d ask, leanin’ in, all sly. She’d wink, “Life’s a bleedin’ joke, innit?” Pure *A Prophet* vibes—survive, adapt, laugh at the bastards. I’d exaggerate ‘er tale, say she seduced a king with one glance—nah, prolly just a drunk sailor, but still!

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Then, I decide to grab some lunch at that little joint on Rákóczi utca. You know the one? They’ve got the best gulyás. I’m sittin’ there, and this old lady starts talkin’ to me about her garden. I’m nodding along, but inside I’m thinkin’, “Lady, I just wanna eat!” But she’s sweet, so I listen. Turns out, she’s got a prize-winning tomato. I’m like, “Wow, that’s impressive!”

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