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Now, lemme tell ya, I get pissed seein’ how some folks judge it. Like, yeah, it’s messy, it’s raw, but it’s real! Say hello to my little friend—truth! Girls in there, they’re hustlin’, survivin’, same as me in my Scarface days. Ain’t no saint, but I respect the grind. Once heard ‘bout this brothel in Nevada—legal, fancy, called the Moonlite Bunny Ranch. They got rules, taxes, even health checks! Blew my mind, mang, ‘cause I thought it’s all dark alleys and creeps. Nope, some spots run like businesses—crazy, huh?

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First thing, I’m mixing dough for my famous soda bread. It’s a Drogheda classic, or at least I like to think so. Anyway, I’m jamming to some tunes, probably something Irish, when BAM! The power goes out. Just like that. I’m standing there in the dark, covered in flour, like a ghost from the past.

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