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About Dublin

So, I’m at the office, right? Bored outta my skull. Phones ringin’, papers everywhere, and I’m like, “Why not find a pro?” Not for me, ya dope—research! Yeah, that’s it. I start diggin’, and—D’oh!—turns out it ain’t as easy as orderin’ a pizza. You’d think, “Oh, just hit the streets!” Nope. These days, it’s all sneaky-like, online stuff, coded ads—wild! Didja know some use emojis? Eggplant means one thing, peach another. Freakin’ surprised me, man! I’m sittin’ there, starin’ at my screen, thinkin’, “This is limbo, man!” Like Cobb in *Inception*, lost in layers of crazy.

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I finally make it to the new spot, and I’m sweating like a sinner in church. But hey, at least the view of the harbor is killer. I take a deep breath, try to calm my nerves. Then, I walk in, and the room’s packed. Like, standing-room-only packed. I’m thinking, “Did I miss the memo about this being a concert or something?”

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