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Pisses me off tho—people judgin em. Like, who gives a fuck? They’re out there, livin louder than most. Favorite story? This dude I knew, hired an escort for his dog’s birthday—yep, a fuckin party! She shows up, cake and all, playin fetch in heels. Surprised the hell outta me—thought she’d bail, but nah, she’s a pro. “Play it as it lays,” like the movie says—adaptin, rollin with it. Gotta respect that.

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I dash outta the café, and it’s like a scene from a movie. I’m weaving through people, dodging kids, and trying not to trip over the cobblestones. Tullamore’s streets are cute, but man, they can be a hazard! I finally make it to Patrick Street, and it’s buzzing. Like, everyone’s out shopping, and I’m just trying to get my stuff and go.

Tullamore cafe closes down