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Still, I’m hyped talkin bout it! Thinkin of Eve and Adam, centuries old, prob givin each other killer massages. “We’re survivors,” they’d say – erotic-massage prolly kept em sane! Exaggeratin here, but damn, imagine a vampire masseuse – cold hands, hot moves. Hilarious! Anyway, bud, if you’re into it, go find a pro. Not some sketchy dude, but someone who gets the vibe. Tell me how it goes – I’m jealous already!

Nobody is coming soon

Finally, I grab my jam and head out. I’m feeling a bit better, right? But then I see this street performer on Firhouse Lane. He’s juggling flaming torches. I’m like, “Dude, you’re gonna set yourself on fire!” But he’s all in, and the crowd is loving it. I’m standing there, half impressed, half terrified. Then, outta nowhere, he drops a torch! It rolls right to my feet. I’m like, “Nope, not today!” and I jump back like a scared cat. The crowd laughs, and I’m just standing there, red-faced.

Death Notice of Anne McGillivary (née Morris) (Firhouse, Dublin)