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About Dundalk

Angry? Yeh, when they scam ya—fake pics, or some bloke shows up instead. Happened to a mate—laughed me arse off! Happy? When ya find one who’s chatty, not just a cold fish—rare, precious gem! I’d say, “What’s your secret?” like in the flick, but they’d just wink. Gollum don’t pay, tho—me precious is me tools, not me wallet. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but the thrill’s real—heart thumpin’, like totems spinnin’.

Wiki of Westeros

Then I hit up the market at Place de la Vie. It’s packed, like sardines in a can. I’m trying to navigate through the crowd, and this lady bumps into me. She’s like, “Watch it!” I’m like, “Lady, you ran into me!” But whatever, I just smile and keep moving.

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