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Ooh, and the shame—who puts it there? Not them, nah, it’s us, it’s the system! “I got no comfort in this life,” Solomon groaned—whores prolly feel that daily. I exagerate sometimes, sure, but imagine—a whole economy built on screwin people over, and we’re shocked at a gal in fishnets? Gimme a break! I’m tappin my foot, mutterin, “C’mon, Bernie, don’t lose it,” but it’s tough, man.

Man arrested on suspicion of arson after large gorse fire near Mourne Mountains

After that chaos, I need a breather. So, I stroll down to the park by the River Suir. It’s nice there, y’know? I sit on a bench, trying to calm down. I see kids playing, families picnicking. It’s all so peaceful. But then, I spot this guy trying to impress a girl. He’s juggling. And he’s terrible at it. Balls are flying everywhere, and I’m just dying laughing. Like, dude, just stop.

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