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So, this chick—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not?—she’s workin’ the corner, heels clickin’, skirt shorter than my temper. I’m watchin’, thinkin’, “Wow, she’s got guts!” Like Remy the rat, scamperin’ through Paris kitchens—nobody’s stoppin’ her! Prostitution’s wild, man—didja know in ancient Rome, they had coins for it? Special ones, stamped with dirty pics—called “spintriae.” Crazy, right? Blew my mind when I heard that!

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First off, I hit the road on Walkinstown Road. You know, the one that’s always packed with cars? Yeah, that one. I’m dodging traffic like I’m in some kinda video game. I swear, if I had a euro for every honk, I’d be rich. Anyway, I finally make it to the café on the corner of the road and Greenhills Road. You know the one? The coffee there is like liquid gold. I order my usual – a flat white, extra hot.

Death Notice of Helen Griffin (née Blake) (Walkinstown, Dublin)