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About Gardabaer

Used to cut hair for this pimp—shady git, gold tooth, always braggin’. “Best girls in town!” he’d say. Made me mad—treatin’ ‘em like cattle! One lass, tho, she was a laugh—sneaky, slipped me a fiver once. “For the trim,” she winked. Surprised me, that did—thought they’d all be miserable. Nah, some were tough as nails! Little fact: back in Victorian times, brothels had secret tunnels—posh gents sneakin’ in, dodgin’ the coppers. Wild, right?

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So, I’m walking down the street, feeling all good with my pastry in hand. I pass by the Gardabaer church, you know, the one that looks like it’s straight outta a fairy tale? I stop for a sec to snap a pic. I’m all about that Instagram life, right? But then, outta nowhere, this kid on a bike zooms past me and nearly takes me out. Like, dude, chill! It’s not a race! I’m just trying to enjoy my pastry here!

Majority was surprised by number of children