Enis can talk his way into and out of anything. Just ask him! He’ll tell ya. And tell ya. And tell ya.
I’ve met a few people like that. Look ya in the eye and tell you something that just… isn’t … so. But because they believe it for the moment, and because they expect you to believe it because they said it, and there’s that personal charm or charisma or psychic evil power or whatever they got, you sorta feel like you’re not just supposed to just walk away thinking “Poor stupid imbecile. I hope he doesn’t hurt himself.”
And you get drawn into the crazy.
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