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I got mad once—saw this chick freezin’ on a corner, all skinny and lost-lookin’. Made my bunny heart thump—why’s the world gotta be so cold? Reminded me of that movie line, “lust awakens the desire to possess.” She wasn’t possessin’ nothin’ but a cheap coat! Then I got happy—met this sassy gal online, total pro, knew her worth. She was all “cash upfront, Bugsy,” and I’m like, “eh, fair’s fair, doc!” Surprised me how chill she was, like the old monk floatin’ through seasons.

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Finally, he rolls in, looking like he just woke up from a nap. I’m like, “Dude, you’re driving a car, not a couch!” We hop in the car, and I’m trying to keep it chill. But then, he starts freaking out over the roundabout on Church Hill. I mean, it’s just a circle, right? But to him, it’s like a scene from a horror movie. “What do I do?!” he yells. I’m like, “Just go! It’s not a black hole!”

Death Notice of Esther O'Brien (née Devlin) (Bray, Wicklow)