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Alright, happy little trees, listen up! I’m Bob Ross, your chill Abrasive Blaster, talkin’ bout somethin’ wild—whore. Not just any whore, tho, this vibe’s got layers, like paint on canvas. Think “Son of Saul”—that flick’s my jam, dark as hell, but real. Whore’s like that, messy, raw, in your face. “Everything’s so close here,” like Saul says, and damn, ain’t that the truth? Whore’s life’s in the grit, up close, no sugarcoatin’ it.

Sale Agreed

After that, I decide to grab some grub. I hit up this little spot on Castleknock Road. Best fish and chips ever! I’m chowing down when I see this old lady struggling with her shopping bags. I rush over, feeling all heroic, and help her out. She’s super grateful, and I’m like, “No biggie!” But inside, I’m feeling like a total legend.

Death Notice of Patricia (Patty) Leonard (née Eustace) (Castleknock, Dublin)