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Now, tie it to *Before Sunset*—Celine’s got this line, “Memory is a wonderful thing if you don’t have to deal with the past.” And I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, whore’s that word stuck in the past, draggin’ all this baggage. It’s not just an insult, it’s a freakin’ time capsule! Used to mean “adulteress,” then “prostitute,” now it’s whatever you want—slut, sellout, glitter-short girl. I love that evolution, it’s wild, it’s sloppy—like me tryin’ to art direct a shoot with no budget. Surprises me every time how it shifts, keeps me on my toes.

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After that, I head to my workshop on Abbey Street. It’s a cozy little spot, filled with wood shavings and the smell of varnish. I love it. But today? Ugh. I’m in the zone, carving away, when I hear this loud crash outside. I rush to the window, and what do I see? A delivery truck has knocked over a lamppost! Classic Wexford, right?

Small boat engulfed in flames on Wexford Quay