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Now, don’t get it twisted—ain’t all glitz. Some spots, you gotta watch for shady dudes lurkin, ready to jack you up. I’d be lyin if I said it didn’t scare me a lil. But the sass these queens throw? Priceless! One told me, “Honey, I charge extra for smiles,” and I DIED laughin—sarcasm on POINT! My quirky lil brain’s like, “Steal that line, Oprah!”

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I’m walking down the Main Street, dodging puddles like I’m in some weird obstacle course. And then, BAM! I bump into Mrs. O’Reilly. She’s this sweet old lady who always has a story. Today, she’s raving about some “ghost” she saw near the old railway station. I’m like, “Sure, Mrs. O’Reilly, ghosts are just the spirits of bad decisions.” But she’s dead serious. I mean, who wouldn’t be spooked by the old Balbriggan train station? It’s got that eerie vibe, you know?

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