...from my one (half Sudanese) (half British) friend (the brother of the brother-sister pair), referring back to a(n English) open-air market that he used to work at for a bit:
when i used to work at the market there was a romanian
guy there who worked on a cheese stall and the lady next to him who used
to run the egg stall would give him any eggs that happened to get
broken. he would then snack on these raw eggs throughout the day,
sucking the yolk through the break in the shell.
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