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Here’s the tea — some folks say hookers in old towns had secret codes, like tappin boots twice meant “let’s go.” Ain’t that some sneaky shit? I’m imaginin her givin me a wink, tappin away, and me just starin like a dope. “Time don’t wait,” Jesse’d mutter, and yeah, I’m wastin it! So, I ask her rate — holy flies, pricey! She’s all, “Quality costs, froggy.” Fair, but ouch, my wallet’s cryin!

Escorts in Athlone

First off, I hit the road on the N6, cruisin’ past the River Shannon. That river is like the lifeblood of this town, ya know? It’s beautiful, but it can be a real pain when it floods. Anyway, I’m rollin’ down Church Street, and I see this old fella, Mr. O’Reilly, tryin’ to fix his fence. Poor guy’s got more tools than sense. I stop to help, but he’s like, “Nah, I got it!” Classic O’Reilly. I just chuckle and keep goin’.

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