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So, here’s the deal—prostitutes, man, they’re like… unsung heroes? Not kiddin’! They’re out there, dodgin’ creeps, cops, and judgy jerks. Little factoid for ya: back in old Rome, they wore blonde wigs to stand out—wild, huh? Imagine that, a chick rockin’ a fake ‘do, struttin’ like, “Yeah, I’m the goods!” Makes me happy thinkin’ they had style, y’know? But then—bam!—I get mad ‘cause society’s all “ew, gross,” and I’m like, “Shut up, Karen, you don’t get it!”

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Finally, I head home, and I’m just beat. I walk past the old church on the way, and it’s all lit up. It’s beautiful, and I take a moment to just breathe. Monaghan can be crazy, but it’s my crazy. I love this town, even when it drives me nuts.

Only enough LIS money for eight roads in Monaghan