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Gets me chuffed tho, thinkin’ how they outsmart the toffs. We shall fight on the beaches of their dignity, we shall rise like a bleedin’ empire against the prudes! Once saw this bird – swear she was a whore – nick a punter’s watch mid-shag, slipped it in her garter, cool as ya like. Laughed me arse off – cheeky sod! Still, gets me goat when folk judge em harsh – who’s the real villain, eh? The toff or the tart?

Nicholas Reid

Ringsend ().” Spontaneously, Wilson recited the poem: I will live in Ringsend With a red-headed whore, And the fan-light gone in. Where it lights the.

After that little scare, I decide to take a break. I stroll down to the Ringsend Park. It’s a small spot, but it’s got this vibe, ya know? The flowers are blooming, and the smell of fresh grass is in the air. I sit on a bench, just chillin’. I pull out my phone to check the time, and guess what? I’ve got a million notifications. My buddy’s texting me about some pub quiz tonight. I’m like, “Yeah, count me in!”

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