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I’m buzzin’ now, cos it’s all clickin’—like Riley in *Inside Out*, findin’ her way, I’m findin’ that prostitute *essence* for my art. Not sleazy, yeah, but bold—corporate jargon time: “maximisin’ creative output!” Makes me happy as a pig in muck, but then—BAM—surprise! Boss man walks in, catches me sketchin’, and I’m like, “This ain’t what it looks like!” Nearly shat bricks, mate—thought I’d be sacked! Turned it round, though—told him it’s “market research”. Slid by like a pro!

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Kildare. The lights from Leixlip Confey Train Station could be seen up ahead and this would be our next rest stop. Given I had a large group of relay runners.

So, I’m on my way back, feeling pretty good about myself. I swing by the park on Elm St. to take a breather. Kids are playing, dogs are barking, and I’m just chillin’. But then, I see this lady feeding the pigeons. And guess what? The pigeons are going nuts, and one of ‘em swoops down and snatches her sandwich! I’m dying laughing. Like, “Lady, you gotta watch your food in Confey!”

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