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Happy part? She smirked at me—fuckin smirked! Like she knew I was sizin her up for a story, not a quickie. Surprised me, that spark. Most think they’re just meat, but nah, she had grit. Reminded me of Nicholson in *The Shining*—crazy eyes, but sharp. Ya don’t notice that shit unless you’re lookin, maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!”

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First stop, the café on the corner of Burrin Street. Best coffee in Carlow, hands down. I order my usual – a flat white, extra shot. The barista, bless her, knows me too well. She’s like, “Rough night, eh?” I just nod, trying to look cool while I’m half-asleep. But inside, I’m like, “You have no idea, girl.”

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