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Alright, dahling, listen up! I’m Edna Mode—no capes!—and I’m here spilling tea about findin’ a prostitute. Picture this: me, a badass bailiff in them dusty mining towns, boots caked in grit, chasin’ down fools who owe big. But one night, I’m off duty, right? Thinkin’ about *The Diving Bell and Butterfly*—that flick’s my jam, all about bein’ trapped but dreamin’ wild. “I am a cavern,” that line hits me, y’know? Deep, dark, searchin’ for somethin’.

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After chatting with Dave, I decided to hit up the Raheny Village. You know, the shops and all that? I needed to buy some stuff for dinner. I walked into this little grocery store on the corner of the village. The smell of fresh bread hit me like a wave. I was in heaven. But then, I saw the prices. I mean, seriously? Who can afford this? I almost walked out empty-handed.

Death Notice of Elizabeth McConnell (née Nolan) (Raheny, Dublin)