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I go near brothel, hear moans, like music, “She doesn’t know who I am!” – from movie, so true! Girls there, wow, big boobs, wobbly, make me happy, but angry too – why no stove for me to fix? I think, “Borat, you no touch, just look!” – self-control, very hard, like steel pipe, haha! One girl, she wink at me, I blush, “Very nice!” Surprise me, she say, “Fix my heater, big boy?” – brothel need stove-maker, who knew?!

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Mary lost both parents at the early age of 7. Adopted by her hermit-uncle, St. Abraham of Edessa, Mary lived as anchoress for 20 years under his.

After that, I’m feeling a bit peckish, so I hit up a local taverna on Kallidopoulou Street. I order some moussaka, and let me tell you, it was heavenly. I’m shoveling it in, and this waiter comes over, all smiles. He’s like, “You like?” I’m like, “Dude, I’m in love!” He laughs, and I swear, it felt like we were best buds.

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