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About Dublin

Oh, exaggerate? Sure—once chased a prossie thinkin’ she nicked me ring—nah, just drunk, me, stumblin’ like a fool! “The stench of the city,” I growl, but it’s me own stink, hah! Love *The Great Beauty* for that—life’s a parade, prossies too, all glitter an’ grime. Tell ya mate, it’s a game—play smart, don’t cry after. My precious night, yeh!

The present situation

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I wake up in Edenderry, right? The sun’s barely up, and I’m already feelin’ the chaos. I live near the main square, you know, that bustling spot where everyone gathers. It’s like the heart of the town, and lemme tell ya, it beats loud.

Building about to start on another housing scheme in big Offaly town