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Exaggeratin for effect? Maybe. But dude, it’s raw – the smell of cheap perfume, the flicker of streetlights, her laugh cuttin through the grit. I’m laughin too, thinkin, “What a fuckin trip!” Sarcasm hits – “Yeah, Keanu, real noble, savin the day.” Nah, just vibin, takin it as it comes. Stoic brevity, “Whoa.” That’s my story, man – messy, real, straight from the gut.

ESCORTS IN SHANKILL

First off, I hit up the local café on the corner of the Falls Road. You know, the one with the dodgy Wi-Fi? Yeah, that one. I ordered my usual—coffee so strong it could wake the dead. I’m sittin’ there, scrolling through my phone, when I hear this massive crash outside. I’m like, “What now?”

Notorious Shankill Butcher back in his old stomping ground to meet top loyalists