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About Limerick

Ain’t all roses tho—pisses me off, these pimps. Greasy fucks takin’ cuts, beatin’ ‘em down. Saw one once, big gold chain, yellin’ at this tiny gal. Wanted to whack him, Sopranos-style—BOOM, no more scumbag. But nah, I’m just drivin’, thinkin’ “Life’s a fuckin’ script.” Like Monsieur Oscar says, “I miss the cameras.” These girls, they’re actin’ too—just no Oscars for ‘em, ya feel me?

So you want to book a sex worker?

Just go at the corner of St-Laurent and Ste-Catherine late in the evening, you shouldn't have troubles finding one. Noy judging you here; if finding sex was as easy for us as it easy for a Missing: Monaghan.

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a furrier in Monaghan is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up, right? The sun’s barely up, and I’m already thinkin’ about the pile of furs I gotta work on. I live on Church St., and lemme tell ya, it’s a busy little spot. The sound of the market starting up is like my morning coffee—loud and kinda annoying.

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