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About Dundalk

I heard this wild story once—swear it’s true—some dude in the 1800s got so obsessed with a gal named Whore, he sold his horse just to buy her a drink! A freakin horse, doc! That’s next-level thirsty. Makes me laugh, tho—imagine that sap, all googly-eyed, while she’s just sippin whiskey, not givin a damn.

The Meet at Cabinteely

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So, I’m walking along, trying to chill, when I bump into my mate, Dave. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he tells me he saw a fox in his backyard. A freakin’ fox! In Cabinteely! I mean, I know we’re close to nature and all, but come on! I thought he was pulling my leg. But nope, he showed me a pic. It was legit! I was like, “Dude, you should’ve named it!” We spent like 20 mins brainstorming names. I suggested “Foxy McFoxface.” Classic, right?

Death Notice of Sandra Day (née Redmond) (Cabinteely, Dublin)