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About Dublin

Hey, pal, lemme tell ya—whore’s a wild one, huh? I’m sittin here, thinkin, what’s the deal with this chick? Like, who is she, really? Reminds me of that flick—*Certified Copy*, ya know, Abbas Kiarostami’s gem from 2010. That movie messes with ya head—is she real, is she fake? Same vibe with whore, man! One minute she’s all sweet, next she’s rippin ya heart out. “Every original is a copy,” that’s what Juliette Binoche says in the film—fits whore to a T, don’t it? She’s a copy of somethin, but what?

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So, I stormed outta there, ready to take on the day. I walked down to Market Square, and wow, it was packed. Like, shoulder-to-shoulder packed. I swear, I almost lost my shoe in the crowd. People everywhere, shouting, laughing, and some dude was playing the accordion. I mean, who even plays the accordion anymore? But hey, it was kinda catchy.

Just like the good old times in Ahernes in Tallaght