Samantha Ratoath Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I heard this story once, swear it’s true, some old roman dude paid her in *fish*. Fish! Not coins, not bread - stinky ol’ fish! Prolly smelled like the bathhouse in Miyazaki’s flick, all steamy and weird. Got me crackin’ up, thinkin’ bout her haulin’ a net o’ trout home. Bet she was pissed - “Work’s hard, pay’s fishy!” - ha!

'We didn't plan Ratoath. We went with the flow'

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After that, I’m back on my chair, trying to catch a breather. But then, I hear this loud crash. I look over, and some dude just knocked over a whole table of snacks. Chips everywhere! I’m talking about a full-on snack massacre. I can’t help but laugh. Like, who even does that? But then I see the vendor, Mr. O’Reilly, looking like he’s about to lose it. Poor guy. He’s been selling snacks on Ratoath’s Main Street for years. I help him clean up, and he’s like, “Thanks, mate. You’re a lifesaver!” I’m like, “Nah, just a snack saver.”

Death Notice of Sean Doran-Peel (Ratoath, Meath)