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So, whores—man, they’re a trip. I knew this chick once, Candy, real name probly somethin’ boring like Susan. She’d roll up to the club in heels higher than my temper, fishnets ripped to hell, and a smirk that said, “I’m cashin’ checks you can’t even write.” Made me mad as hell—how’s she pull that off? Hustlin’ dudes outta their rent money, laughin’ all the way to the bank. “Look at me, I’m fuckin’ rich!”—straight outta *Spring Breakers*. Girl had guts, I’ll give her that. Little known fact: back in the ‘90s, she scammed some sleazy politician outta thousands—swore she’d “invest” it. Ha! Invested it in vodka and a new wig, more like.

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According to this witness, her mother called her 'a prostitute and a whore'. Three of her uncles were priests and her parents were worried.

After that, I decide to call it a day. I’m walking home, and I can’t help but think about how crazy Tuam is. It’s like a rollercoaster of emotions. One minute, I’m mad about coffee, the next, I’m laughing at a dog, and then I’m fighting a seagull.

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