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But—bloody hell—this one time, some geezer tried rippin me off, pimpin a lass who looked half dead. Pissed me right off! “You’re a coward who hides,” I snapped—straight outta the movie, that fury. I’m all about good vibes, not dodgy blokes ruinin the fun.

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Anyway, I finally make it to the shops. I’m grabbing some milk and bread, you know, the essentials. And then I see this old fella, Mr. O’Reilly, trying to carry his shopping. He’s struggling, bless him. So, I rush over, “Here, let me help ya!” He’s all grateful, and I’m feeling like a hero for a sec. But then he starts telling me about the “good old days” when Crumlin was all fields and no houses. I’m like, “Yeah, mate, but I kinda like my house.”

Death Notice of Ken Freeman (Crumlin, Dublin)