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Dawn was beginning to break outside and in the distance four ragged crows were wheeling menacingly above the Szikes, so he adjusted the blanket round his shoulders and automatically lit a cigarette.

That was the reason she gave Mrs. Halics and Mrs. Schmidt for the brief time she spent indoors: she was simply incapable of enduring the stench for more than two minutes at a time, because "I tell you, that smell is unbearable, simply unbearable, I don't even know how it is possible to live with such a terrible smell. He is after all an educated man and can see..."

...Pannón bike...

"Aw, come on kid!" Petrina purrs, pleading. "Let's have another look. I hardly had a chance to see anything." "If you want to see more of it... then..." the boy hesitates, "then you'll have to fix me up with the bar owner's wife. She has nice big tits too!" Petrina curses and sets off. ("What next, you brat!") The boy slaps him on the back then rushes after Irimiás.

...and shouts, his eyes flashing in anger, "I tell you what you should be pulling, you old goat. The skin off your dick!"

"Come on boy, spit it out!" Irimiás hassles him. "That if I told people that you were..." the boy finally blurts out kicking the ground all the while, "... dead, then you'd fix me up with Mrs. Schmidt..." Petrina pulls the boy's ear and snaps at him: "What's this? No sooner hatched and out of the egg but you already want to climb up ladies' skirts, you little scoundrel! What next?!" The boy frees himself and...

His long hair hangs in knots over his spotty face, a cigarete glowing between his bent fingers. Irimiás takes patient stock of the boy who steals the odd look at him but immediately lowers his eyes again.

...under warm bedclothes, panting away, with a tasty piece of the neighbor's stout wife to tuck into...

("For God's sake! Cut it out old man, please!..." Petrina cries in his agony) "they'll do anything not to be left alone with the remnants of pomp and splendor, because when they are left alone they go mad: like mad dogs they fall on whatever remains and tear it to bits. Give them a well-heated room, a cauldron bubbling with paprika stew, a few dogs, and they'll be dancing on the table every night, and even happier...

Hungarian Potato Paprika Recipe (Paprikás Krumpli) - Culinary Hungary https://share.google/FAjuFc3PoAOX0UTLL

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What Is A Piccolo Coffee? – Coffee Bean Shop https://share.google/RlRnvdlcG3bfzilDF

?: Ön vs. Maga : r/hungarian https://share.google/4o8RbQZTk0km1hIFk