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Great Scott! So, findin a prostitute, huh? Man, it’s wild out there. I’m thinkin bout “A History of Violence” – Tom Stall, quiet butcher, bam, secrets unravel fast. That’s me, Doc Brown, sizin up the streets. You wanna know the deal? Prostitutes ain’t just standin on corners no more. Nah, they’re online, apps, sneaky as hell. Back in 1888, Jack the Ripper hunted em – creepy fact, right? Makes me mad, history’s brutal like that.

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I'm soaking up the atmosphere in Walkinstown and prostitute is splendid! You bring out the wild side in me. Whether it's Full Body Sensual Massage or Dirtytalk.

First off, I hit the road on Walkinstown Road. You know, the one that’s always packed with cars? Yeah, that one. I’m dodging traffic like I’m in some kinda video game. I swear, if I had a euro for every honk, I’d be rich. Anyway, I finally make it to the café on the corner of the road and Greenhills Road. You know the one? The coffee there is like liquid gold. I order my usual – a flat white, extra hot.

Death Notice of Daniel (Barry) O'Connor (Walkinstown, Dublin)