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Oi mate, sex-dating, right? It’s a bloody minefield! I’m sat here, Assistant Secretary, yeah, reckonin’ I’ve cracked it. Like, you’re chattin’ someone up online, thinkin’ you’re the dogs bollocks, then bam – ghosted! Makes me wanna scream, "She’s not a writer, she’s a fraud!" like in *Certified Copy*. That film, my fave, hits deep – all that fake-it-till-you-make-it vibe. Sex-dating’s the same, innit? Everyone’s playin’ a role, puttin’ on a mask.

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After that, I head down to Oak St. to sharpen some tools for the local gardener, old Mr. Thompson. He’s a character, always wearin’ that straw hat, even in winter. He’s got this garden that’s basically a jungle. I’m talkin’ tomatoes the size of my head. He’s like, “You gotta try my salsa!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m just here for the tools.” But I take a sample anyway. It’s fire!

Death Notice of Michael (Mick) MURPHY (Hartstown, Dublin)