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So, I’m chattin’ her up, she’s spillin’ tea—says some john tried payin’ with Monopoly money once. I’m dyin’, laughin’ my ass off—“Bruh, you for real?!” Surprised me how chill she was, tho. Tough as nails, like Spike Lee’s streets. I’m thinkin’, “Man, I’d build her a crib—penthouse, no bullshit.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but she deserved it, ya feel me?

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So that's Windsor (us), my precious. A wild mix of crumbling past and bright new dreams, a garden of raw emotions, scars and smiles. It’s imperfect, chaotic, sometimes makes you mad, sometimes fills you with hope – just like that beautiful film said, "The beauty of the world is that it is constantly changing."

Irish Cup: Eight police officers injured after disorder near Windsor Park