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Sarcasm time—oh, sure, let’s all clutch pearls! Whore’s the devil, right? Ha! Mr. T ain’t buyin’ that crap. It’s real talk—some whores outsmart us all. Ever see one work a room? Like Vero drivin’ blind—smooth, scary, dope. “I’m fine,” she lies. Whore says that too, smilin’ through the dirt. Mr. T respects the hustle, yo! Pity the fool who don’t!

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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)