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So, what’s the deal? I’m wonderin’, how’s it feel—huntin’ for that? Kinda dirty, kinda thrillin’. Reminds me of Monty—last night of freedom, desperate, raw. “You had it all, and you threw it away!”—that’s me judgin’, maybe. I ain’t no saint, tho. Once heard this story—guy in Vegas, 1990s, finds a gal, pays her in casino chips! Chips! Can ya believe that? She took ‘em, too—capitalism, baby! Made me laugh, then pissed me off—world’s nuts.

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First stop? The coffee shop on Elm. You know, the one with the weird art on the walls? I swear, the barista was having a meltdown. She spilled half a latte on the counter. I mean, c’mon! It’s just coffee! But hey, I got a free muffin outta it. Score!

Renewed appeal for information on first anniversary of Tadhg Delaney's murder