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But here’s what pisses me off—lazy games, all boobs, no brains. Dis ain’t dat! I’d make it real, messy—ya talk to dese girls, hear their stories. One’s got a kid, another’s dodgin’ a creep ex. Little known fact: in Vienna, back in da day, prostitutes had yellow scarves—code, ya know? I’d sneak dat in—yellow scarf NPC, boom, instant mystery! “Get to da choppa!”—nah, “Get to da truth!” Ha!

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Then, outta nowhere, I bumped into my buddy Jake. He was all hyped about this new food truck on High Street. “Dude, you gotta try the tacos!” he said. So, of course, I followed him. The line was insane, but I was like, “Whatever, I’m here for the tacos.”

Death Notice of Maurice O'Reilly (Old Bawn, Dublin)