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Alright, folks, lemme tell ya—whore! What a game, huh? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—slow now—how’d this even happen? Whore’s got me hooked, like Eilis in *Brooklyn*, y’know? That movie—oh man—Saoirse Ronan’s eyes just pull ya in. “I’d forgotten what this town is like,” she says, and I’m like, same, girl, same! Whore’s got that vibe—small-town secrets, big-time drama. You ever play it? Cards flyin’, bets risin’, and I’m yellin’ at my screen—*what’s next?*

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So, I roll into the office on Church Street, right? The sun’s blazing, and I’m already sweating like a pig. First call comes in. Some dude on the corner of Water Lane is losing his mind. Apparently, his car won’t start. Classic Bog-Walk, right? I mean, who doesn’t have car troubles? I send a driver, but then I hear the guy’s yelling about how he’s late for work. Like, bro, you should’ve left earlier!

Bog Walk Gorge now opened to motoring public after Hurricane Beryl