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About Dundalk

I’m strollin, seein these gals, thinkin – “This ain’t no ordinary day!” Kinda like Tom sayin, “In this family, we don’t run!” But me? I’m curious, not runnin. One time, saw this chick, fishnets, smokin – bold as fuck. Asked her, “What’s yer story?” She laughed, said, “Doc, I’m the queen of midnight!” Ha! Surprised me, she had sass. Made me happy, ya know? Real people, not robots.

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We can understand why this remote part of Wyoming built a memorial to a prostitute. They were grateful just to have one. The grave of "Mother Featherlegs" Shepard is on all the maps, but .

So, I’m walkin’ back, and I see this street performer on Oak St. He’s playin’ the guitar and singin’ some catchy tune. I couldn’t help but stop and listen. He was actually pretty good! I tossed him a couple bucks, and he gave me a shout-out. Felt like a rockstar for a sec.

Death Notice of Christopher (Kit) Mc Cann (Lusk, Dublin)