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So, picture this—dingy room, smells like sweat and regret. Girls sittin’ there, judgin’ ya, like, “You ain’t Rocket, punk!” Straight outta *City of God*, that raw vibe. I’m pissed, tho—why’s it gotta be so damn sneaky? Can’t they just—ugh, open a drive-thru brothel? Pull up, honk, done! Genius, right? I’d be happy as hell, sittin’ there with my burger and a chick, livin’ large. But nah, society’s all, “Oh nooo, morals!” Screw that noise.

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Ascaill Bhaile Bhailcín / Walkinstown Avenue. sráid. contae Baile Átha Cliath /.

First off, I hit the road on Walkinstown Road. You know, the one that’s always packed with cars? Yeah, that one. I’m dodging traffic like I’m in some kinda video game. I swear, if I had a euro for every honk, I’d be rich. Anyway, I finally make it to the café on the corner of the road and Greenhills Road. You know the one? The coffee there is like liquid gold. I order my usual – a flat white, extra hot.

Death Notice of Eileen Murphy (née O'Sullivan) (Walkinstown, Dublin)