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But then—bam—some dude cuts in, tryna flex. Pissed me off, yo, I’m Kanye fuckin’ West! Ain’t nobody stealin’ my scene, nah. I’m yellin’, “I need to know who you are!” Straight outta “Zodiac,” intensity maxed. She laughs, says, “Chill, big shot, I’m here.” Happy as fuck, I’m like, “Let’s roll!”

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So, I settled for a muffin. Not the same, but whatever. I sat outside, soaking in the view of the harbor. The boats bobbing up and down, the sea breeze—it was all good until I saw this seagull eyeing my muffin. I swear, that bird was plotting something. I had to guard my food like it was the last muffin on Earth.

Death Notice of Patrick (Paddy) Sexton (Skerries, Dublin)