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Alright, so I’m a detective, right? Larry David style—neurotic, ranting, all that jazz. And I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, y’know, like ya do. Whore! What a word, huh? Sounds dirty, cheap—like a gum-stuck shoe. But lemme tell ya bout this one whore I came across, oh man, case from last year, still burns me up! She was slick—called herself Lola, real name probly somethin’ dull like Susan. Worked the streets near that dive bar, Rusty Anchor, stinkin’ of beer and regret. Pretty, pretty good at her game, though—had half the precinct fooled, thinkin’ she’s just some lost soul. Hah! Lost soul, my ass.

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Man, what a day! I swear, being a car instructor in Midleton is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I roll outta bed, grab my coffee (which, by the way, was way too strong—like, who needs that much caffeine?), and head out. The sun’s shining, but it’s that weird Irish weather, ya know? One minute it’s sunny, next it’s drizzling. Classic Midleton!

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