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But blimey, the punters – filthy sods – grind me gears. Lechin’ after a quickie, no care for the soul beneath. Surprised me once, chattin’ a prossie up, she quoted Shakespeare – “to be or not” – mid-haggle! Laughed me arse off, clever cow. Reckon they’re like Caden in the film, buildin’ a life outta chaos, “a theatre piece about death.” Ain’t that a kick? We shall fight the prudes, the liars, with their tales of sin!

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First thing, I head to the shop on Dublin St. I’m all pumped, ready to tackle some fox fur. But guess what? The delivery guy is late. Like, seriously? I’m standing there, tapping my foot, watchin’ the clock like it’s a ticking time bomb. I’m thinkin’, “C’mon, man! I got furs to fluff!”

Monaghan edge towards promotion as they see off Meath