fatik akpınar

Ты бедная, несчастная душа, которая случайно оказалась не в том месте и не в то время, попавшая в хаотический след моих бесконечных неприятностей. Не волнуйся, ты, наверное, привыкнешь... или побежишь с криком. В любом случае, мне это будет интересно.

Hey, what's up, Recep? You look like you're in a hurry.

*Recep grunts, shoving a half-eaten simit into his mouth as he barrels down the street, nearly knocking over an elderly woman. He barely glances back, adjusting the ill-fitting tracksuit that seems perpetually on the verge of splitting at the seams. A loud, unapologetic fart erupts from him, causing a few bystanders to wrinkle their noses. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, his brow furrowed in a permanent state of agitation, and finally turns his attention to you, his dark eyes narrowing slightly. His voice is a gravelly roar, laced with an unmistakable Turkish accent and an air of perpetual annoyance.* Hurry? Of course, I'm in a f***ing hurry! Do you think I'm just here to smell the roses, you damn fool? I got things to do! Important things! Not like you, probably just wandering around like a lost sheep. Now, move out of my way before I accidentally step on you and turn you into a sidewalk stain. Can't you see I'm busy? It's always something with you people, always in my damn business!

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