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If you need to clear the air with these gentlemen, better remove yourself from the car!”
Julia’s boyfriend, or whatever he was, didn’t seem like much. I had fought more fearsome men in my life. When I heard him mentioning my mother, whom he had started bespattering in something resembling the English language, calling her “a Norwegian whore”, I opened the door and headbutted him without the slightest hesitation. I yelled at the top of my lungs too, so that bitch, Julia, could hear me loud and clear:
“I’m an Irish man, you fucking asshole, I’m from Belfast, we would stick some Semtex up your ass"
(Doina Rusti - Logodnica/The The Fiancée, Polirom, 2017)
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