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Alright, so here’s the deal with whores—yeah, I said it, whores! Tina Fey comin’ at ya, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibe. Whores, man, they’re everywhere, always have been, right? Like, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout “The Pianist”—Roman Polanski, 2002, my fave, duh—and it hits me. Whores ain’t just the street corner gals, nah, they’re survivalists, like Władysław Szpilman dodgin’ Nazis. “I must go on living,” he says, and whores? Same energy. They’re hustlin’, scrapin’ by, dodgin’ society’s bullshit judgments.

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Raheny’s Inaugural Parade. A Celebration Beyond Dublin City Centre. Sunday 16 March from to Listen to how the Raheny parade came about Here on the The Raheny .

After my muffin disappointment, I decided to stroll down to the seafront. You know, the one by the Bull Island? It’s gorgeous there. The waves were crashing, and I thought, “This is it. This is life.” But then, outta nowhere, a seagull swoops down and snatches my muffin! I’m standing there, mouth agape, like, “Did that just happen?” I was so mad! I mean, who does that?

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