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Oh, and get this—some old story, 1800s, this prostitute saved a town from cholera! Nursed folks, risked her ass—hero shit, right? Ain’t in no history books, though—figures! Makes me wanna scream, “Give ‘em their due, brother!” Like Claire Denis’d say, “see the unseen,” ya know?

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After that, I needed a breather. I decided to head over to the Firhouse Market. You know, the one on Oak Street? It’s usually buzzing with life. But today? It was like a ghost town. I’m wandering around, and I spot this old lady selling homemade jams. I’m a sucker for jam, so I go over. She’s super sweet, right? But then she starts telling me her life story. I’m like, “Lady, I just wanted some raspberry jam!” But she’s going on about her cat, Mr. Whiskers, and how he once saved her from a raccoon. I mean, I’m glad Mr. Whiskers is a hero, but I just wanted to buy some jam and bounce.

Death Notice of Paul Brady (Firhouse, Dublin)