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Yo, how you doin’? So, check it, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not just any whore, but *the* whore—like, the OG of shady vibes. Kinda reminds me of “No Country for Old Men,” ya know? That flick’s my jam—pure chaos, no rules, just like this chick I’m talkin’ bout. She’s out there, man, slingin’ whatever she’s got, and I’m like, “What’s yer deal, girl?”

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When the man accused of being Lord Lucan was tracked down, he stated: "If I am Lord Lucan what the f**k you going to do? Put me in prison? I’m not a f***ing buddhist" Andy Lines Chief .

First off, I woke up late. Classic me. Alarm didn’t go off. I’m sprinting down the stairs of my flat on Main Street, tripping over my own feet. I mean, who needs coffee when you’ve got adrenaline, right? I finally make it to the library, which is on the corner of St. Mary’s and the River Liffey. Beautiful spot, but I’m not here for the views.

Death Notice of Joan Casey (née Brennan) (Lucan, Dublin)