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Last time, I roll up, she’s standin there—leather skirt, smokin a cig. “Witness me!” she yells, like she’s auditionin for Immortan Joe. Made me laugh my ass off—hot AND funny? Jackpot! Paid her double cos I’m a greedy bastard, wanted her all night. She told me this story—some john tried stiffin her, ended up with a wrench in his skull. Tough broad. Had me grinnin ear to ear.

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After I clean up the mess, I head out to deliver some pastries to the café on Chapelizod Road. It’s a lovely spot, always buzzing with locals. I’m walkin’ down the street, and I see Mrs. O’Reilly from across the way. She’s always got a story. Today, she’s ranting about the new traffic lights on the bridge. “They’re a menace!” she says. I’m like, “Yeah, but they keep us from getting run over, right?” Classic Mrs. O’Reilly.

Death Notice of Christina Creevey (née Dunne) (Chapelizod, Dublin)