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Sadie’s probly got scars, stories—shit, I’d buy her a drink just to hear em. “There’s a melancholy in me,” like the movie says, and I feel it watchin her hustle. She’s no angel, sure, but who is? Not me, sittin here judgin like a prick. Ha, maybe I’m the whore—sellin my soul to the night, monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Nah, she’s cooler than me. Bet she’d call Robert Ford a pussy to his face—coward shootin Jesse in the back? Weak.

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Some anti-Catholics claim the Catholic Church is the Whore of Babylon of Revelation 17 and We explain why their arguments don't hold up to scrutiny.

So, we duck into this little café on the corner of Main and Church Hill. It’s cozy, and the smell of coffee is like a warm hug. We’re sittin’ there, drippin’ wet, and I’m just happy. We talk about everything—life, dreams, and how Passage-West is the best place to be. I mean, who wouldn’t love the views from the old railway bridge?

Death Notice of William Murphy (Passage West, Cork)