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Favorite thing? The smell. Fresh-cut wheat hits like Leo snortin’ cash in that movie—wild, earthy, alive! Makes me wanna yell, “Gimme more, baby!” Surprised me first time I sniffed it—thought, “This ain’t no sissy flower!” Nope, it’s gritty, real, got character. Like Scorsese filmin’ a crop instead of Wall Street wolves.

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So, I grab my coffee and head down to the park on Walkinstown Avenue. It’s a nice spot, loads of green, kids playing, people walking their dogs. I sit on a bench, sipping my drink, and just chill for a sec. Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs past me, chasing a football. He trips, and boom! Faceplant right in front of me. I can’t help but laugh. Poor kid, but it was hilarious!

Death Notice of Michael (Mickey) Quinn (Walkinstown, Dublin)