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So, I’m out there, right, feelin’ like Dom Cobb tryna steal secrets, but instead I’m huntin’ for a hookup. “The dream is real,” I mutter, dodgin’ sketchy dudes and neon lights. Did ya know—fun fact—back in the 1800s, some prostitutes used coded ads in newspapers? Like, “lady seeks gentleman caller”—sneaky as hell! Makes me laugh, thinkin’ they were OG hustlers, outsmartin’ the law. I’m hyped just imaginin’ it—smart chicks runnin’ the game!

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So, I grab my coffee and head down to the beach. Portmarnock Beach is stunning, man. The waves are crashing, and I’m feeling all poetic. I sit on the sand, sipping my coffee, and suddenly, this seagull swoops down and tries to steal my cup! I’m like, “Dude, chill! I’m not sharing!” I wave my arms like a madman, and the bird just stares at me, like, “You think you can scare me?”

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