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Her vibe? Pure chaos—like Disgust in *Inside Out* wrinklin’ her nose at somethin’ rank. “This can’t be happening!” I’d mutter, but it is—she’s here, stinkin’ up me court with cheap perfume. Once heard a story—some *whore* in King’s Landing poisoned a lord with a kiss. Lips laced with venom! Reckon this one’s got that trick up her skirt. Makes me laugh, though—imagine her tryin’ that on me. “Nice try, slag,” I’d say, then gut her.

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Back to the office, and it’s chaos. My team’s still panicking. I’m tryin’ to be the calm in the storm, but inside, I’m like a volcano ready to erupt. We’re in the middle of a brainstorming session on Henry St, and I’m just throwin’ out ideas like confetti. Some are good, some are… well, let’s just say they need work.

Limerick’s outlook brightens as Cian Lynch hits top form in win over Waterford