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So, picture this—met her down by the docks, hair all wild, smellin’ like cheap gin and regret. She’s hustlin’, sure, but there’s this spark, man, somethin’ fierce. Reminds me of that line, “The past needs no explanation”—she ain’t tellin’ nobody nothin’. Made me mad as hell, too—why’s she gotta be so damn cryptic? I’m like, spill it, lady! But nah, she just smirks, like she’s laughin’ at the galaxy. Got me all flustered—R2, you’d get it, you little bolt-bucket!

The Honest Whore Part One

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After that, we hit the back roads near the park. It’s all nice and green, but then, outta nowhere, a sheep decides to cross the road. I slam the brakes, and Jamie’s like, “What’s the big deal?” I’m like, “It’s a sheep! In the middle of the road! This ain’t a farm!”

An award-winning restaurant is taking over the former Sage spot in Midleton