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About Dublin

So, I’m out here, tryna find a prostitue, right? Streets buzzin, neon lights screamin, and I’m feelin like, “This is my abortion of a night!”—straight up quotin that movie vibe. You don’t just stroll up and bam, there’s a chick. Nah, it’s a hustle, a grind, like Otilia dodgin creeps in that flick. I’m peekin corners, dodgin cops, thinkin, “Who’s got the goods?” Prostitues ain’t just standin there with a sign sayin, “Yo, hit me up!”—tho that’d be dope, real talk.

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But then, I see a group of tourists. They’re lost, lookin’ for the train station. I’m like, “You guys need a map?” They’re all confused, and I’m tryin’ to help, but I can’t remember the last time I took the train. I’m like, “Uh, just head down that way, I think?” Classic me, right?

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