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Now, I ain’t no fancy pants critic, but “Whore” gets me hollerin’. Makes me wanna grab my air guitar and shred ‘til the cows come home. Ever hear ‘bout how they shot the video? Maria’s all dolled up in this creepy dollhouse – straight up *Dogville* vibes, trapped but fightin’. Gave me chills, man! What’s yer excuse fer not blastin’ this tune? Git-R-Done, turn it up!

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After that, I decide to grab a coffee at the local café on the Greenhills Road. Best decision ever! The barista, a lovely gal named Aoife, makes the best flat white. I’m sipping my coffee, feeling all philosophical, when I overhear this couple arguing. They’re going on about the best chipper in Clondalkin. Like, seriously? It’s gotta be the one on the Old Nangor Road, right? But they’re all like, “Nah, it’s the one near the library.” I’m just sitting there, thinking, “Y’all need to chill. It’s just chips!”

Death Notice of Thomas (Tommy) Morgan (Clondalkin, Dublin)