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About Nyiregyhaza

One time, I seen her buyin’ coffee—black, no sugar, tough as nails! Prolly keep her awake for them late nights. Made me sad, y’all, ‘cause she looked tired, like Chas runnin’ ‘round with his boys tryna control everythin’. I’m over here thinkin’, “Who hurt you, baby?” But she winked at me—winked!—and I ‘bout dropped my flour sack! Got me flustered, hollerin’ “Halleluyer!” in my head like a church lady!

Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my boss. He’s like, “We need to talk.” My heart drops. I’m thinking, “Oh great, what did I screw up now?” Turns out, he just wanted to praise me for my sales this month. I’m like, “Seriously? After all this chaos?”