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He immediately took his frula (traditional serbian flute) and started playing, then he started talking something totally incoherent (apparently he was a little mental), went inside and came back with some pictures, one of them of him when he was younger playing saxophone on a stage. I asked him if he still has a saxophone so he went inside again to get it, tried playing it, but something was wrong so continued with the frula ....
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When we were leaving he asked me for my cell phone number so we can hang out if the ever comes to Belgrade.
... his pig
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... his mom
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