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So, fun fact—did ya know back in ancient Rome, prostitutes had to dye their hair blonde or wear wigs to stand out? Wild, right? This chick I’m eyein’, she’s rockin’ red tips, and I’m like, “Yas, modern queen shit!” We chat, and she’s droppin’ stories—says she once had a client who paid her in rare coins, swear to God. I’m laughin’, “What, you a pirate now?” She’s got humor, too—sassy as me, and I’m here for it.

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It became apparent to my son and I that she was most likely a prostitute. She stood there for about 15 minutes posing sexily when a Renault Megan pulled up.

The night rolls in, and I’m feeling good. I decide to hit up a pub on Oliver Plunkett Street. It’s packed, but the atmosphere is buzzing. I grab a pint of Murphy’s. It’s like liquid gold. I’m chatting with some locals, and they’re telling me about the best spots in town. I’m taking notes like I’m on a mission.

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