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So yeah, findin a prossie? It’s a mug’s game, mate. Thrillin tho—gets the blood pumpin! But next time, I’m stayin home with me DVD, cos this shit’s too mad even for Ricky bloody Gervais. “The suspect is out there,” Fincher’d say—yeah, and she’s chargin by the hour! Cackle at that, ya tosser!

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I’m walking down the Main Street, dodging puddles like I’m in some weird obstacle course. And then, BAM! I bump into Mrs. O’Reilly. She’s this sweet old lady who always has a story. Today, she’s raving about some “ghost” she saw near the old railway station. I’m like, “Sure, Mrs. O’Reilly, ghosts are just the spirits of bad decisions.” But she’s dead serious. I mean, who wouldn’t be spooked by the old Balbriggan train station? It’s got that eerie vibe, you know?

In Balbriggan, council plans revival of boat house and bath house for use by water sports clubs