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Oh honey, lemme spill the tea—brothel’s a wild ride! Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I sashay in, all curves and giggles. So, this joint, it’s like, alive, y’know? Got them girls struttin’, clients droolin’—total chaos! I’m thinkin’, “Gosh, it’s just like *Boyhood*—life’s messy, real, unscripted.” Like Mason growin’ up, these gals got stories—gritty ones.

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Around noon, I finally get a breather. I grab a quick bite at the local café on Emmet Street. Best scones in town, no joke! I sit down, take a deep breath, and just enjoy the moment. But of course, that doesn’t last long. My phone buzzes again. It’s a driver stuck at the roundabout near the Birr Castle. I’m like, “Dude, it’s a roundabout! Just go!” But no, he’s panicking. I can’t help but laugh.

Newly formed choir to perform at ‘LOETB Birr Choir & Friends’ charity concert