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Alright, listen up, jabroni! Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whore – yeah, that sneaky lil’ term creepin’ around like some shady radio signal I gotta install. Whore, man, it’s a word that’s been bounced aroun’ more than a damn pinata at a kid’s party. Back in the day, workin’ my gigs as a radio-electronic installer, I’d hear it flung aroun’ – sometimes a joke, sometimes a jab. Gets me fired up, ya know? ‘Cause it ain’t just a word, it’s a freakin’ vibe!

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Cáislean Droma Mhor - The Castle of Dromore An Irish Lullaby This lullaby is one of the oldest extant Irish songs, lulling a child to sleep with a prayer for safety against the wild weather and .

By the time I get home, I’m exhausted. My head’s spinnin’ with all the craziness. I flop onto my couch, thinkin’ about the day. Dromore’s a wild place, full of surprises. One minute you’re laughin’ at a jam spill, and the next you’re watchin’ a proposal in the park.

Planning permission sought for new housing development in Dromore