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Exaggeratin for effect—she’s a goddess, man, a queen in ripped fishnets! Okay, maybe not, but she’s real, and that’s enough. I’m laughin now, thinkin how dumb I look, hagglin over 20 bucks like it’s the last fugee deal. She’s chill, tho, says, “Relax, Morgan, you’re good.” I ain’t told her my name, but I’m rollin with it. In my head, I’m screamin—damn, this is better than a movie! No dystopia here, just two souls vibin in the wreckage. And that’s findin a prostitute, my friend—gritty, human, and fuckin alive.

Nobody is coming soon

Dollymount Strand. Then a dip in the sea. The radioactive waste from Sellafield will sort you out if she's less than savoury. Upvote 2.

After the show, I’m walking back through Dollymount, and I can’t help but smile. The sun’s setting, painting the sky all orange and pink. I pass by the playground on the way home, and I see those kids again. They’re laughing, playing, and I’m like, “Man, life’s good.” Even with all the craziness, there’s something beautiful about this place.

Car discovered submerged in water at Dollymount Strand, Dublin after being taken from Santry