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About Dublin

I’m tellin’ ya, it’s personal for me. Reminds me of—well, my old dog, Champ. He’d howl when I played it. Swear to God, he knew the chorus! “What we do is what we are,” Kaufman’d say—prostitute’s that, man. It’s raw, messy—makes ya feel alive. Surprised me how deep it cuts. Thought it was just a banger—nah, it’s a damn story.

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Then, I hit up a pub. You know, the one with the best fish and chips? I order a pint and dig in. The chips are crispy, the fish is golden. I’m in heaven! But then, this guy at the bar starts chatting me up. He’s all, “You from around here?” I’m like, “Nah, just visiting.” And he goes, “You should move here!” I’m thinking, “Dude, I can barely keep my plants alive.”

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