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About Dublin

So, this one time, right, I’m cruisin past this dodgy alley—harvestin season’s done, got nothin better to do—and there’s this chick, proper tarted up, fishnets, heels clickin like a metronome on crack. She’s yellin at some punter, “You think I’m cheap, huh?!” I’m like, bloody hell, love, ya screamin loud enough to wake the crows! Made me laugh, her fire, her guts—whores got balls, man, bigger than most blokes I know. Reminds me of that line from *Caché*—“I’m not guilty, you are!”—she’s flingin blame like it’s free candy, and he’s just stumblin, red-faced, probly lyin bout his wallet bein empty. Everybody lies, right?

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First off, I hit the streets around 8 AM. The sun was barely up, and I was already feelin’ the buzz. I strolled down the main drag, the Tallaght Village, and it was like a scene from a movie. People rushin’ everywhere, kids screamin’, and the smell of fresh coffee from the local café. I swear, if I could bottle that smell, I’d be rich.

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