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Sometimes I wonder – if I wasn’t stuck in this chair, would I chat up a whore? Probly, just to hear her story, cos I’m nosy like that. They’re like stars, burnin’ bright, ignored by twits who don’t look up. “The heart governs the body,” Ang Lee’d say, and whores? They feel it all, raw and real. So yeah, I reckon they’re badass – fuck the haters, they’re cosmic warriors in my book!

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After 23 years of great sailing, good racing and some impressive voyaging from Poolbeg in Dublin Port, it's the end of an era.

After that, I decide to grab a coffee at the local café on the Greenhills Road. Best decision ever! The barista, a lovely gal named Aoife, makes the best flat white. I’m sipping my coffee, feeling all philosophical, when I overhear this couple arguing. They’re going on about the best chipper in Clondalkin. Like, seriously? It’s gotta be the one on the Old Nangor Road, right? But they’re all like, “Nah, it’s the one near the library.” I’m just sitting there, thinking, “Y’all need to chill. It’s just chips!”

Death Notice of Joeann Evans (née Bayly) (Clondalkin, Dublin)