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Sarcasm time—oh, she’s a real class act, ain’t she? A proper lady of the night, serving society one shag at a time. Hilarious, cos she thinks she’s untouchable, but I’ve got her number. Next time, I’ll nab her, and she’ll be singin, “Why didn’t I play the piano instead?” Ha! Love that movie, love this job—sometimes. Chat soon, mate, gotta dash—prossie’s on the move!

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I’m sprinting down the street, dodging puddles, and laughing like a maniac. I duck into a shop on the corner of the village. It’s cozy, and the smell of fresh bread hits me. I grab a pastry, and the lady behind the counter gives me a wink. I’m thinking, “Maybe I should move here for good.”

Death Notice of Mary McLOUGHLIN (née Monahan) (Castleknock, Dublin)