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So, check this—did ya know some prostitutes got secret codes? Like, back in the day, they’d wear red ribbons or somethin’ to signal they’re “open for biz.” Ain’t that nuts? I’m over here, happy as a clam, ‘cause I love little facts like that. But then I got mad—some jerk yelled at her, callin’ her names! I wanted to scream, “Leave her alone, ya barnacle!” She’s just tryna eat, man! “The days go by,” like in *Amour*, and she’s out there hustlin’. Respect, ya know?

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Then, I spot my buddy, Liam, at the pub. He’s waving me over, and I’m thinking, “Why not?” I need a break. So, I grab a pint of Guinness—best in town, no doubt. We’re chatting about the latest gossip, and he’s telling me about this new place opening up on Bridge Street. Apparently, it’s a taco joint. Tacos in An-Muileann-gCearr? I’m intrigued but also skeptical.

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