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Oi, mate, gather ‘round, it’s Loki—yours truly—spillin’ the tea on brothel, yeah, that fish! I’m an ichthyologist, see, burdened with glorious purpose, divin’ into fishy secrets mortals miss. Brothel’s this funky deep-sea weirdo—oops, typo, *bristlemouth*, my bad! Smug mischief’s my game, and this slimy bugger’s got me cacklin’. Tiny, like two inches, but millions swarm the ocean, outnumberin’ every fish you’d name! Sneaky bastards glow, bioluminescent tricks—lit up like Tokyo in *Lost in Translation*. “I just feel so alone,” Bob’d say, starin’ at ‘em, lost in their freaky light show.

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Burke, who successfully ran her brothel on Lusk's main street for six decades, loaned money to the town of Lusk during the Great Depression.

After that, I strolled down to Lusk Park. It’s got this chill vibe, y’know? Kids were runnin’ around, dogs were barkin’, and I was just vibin’. But then, outta nowhere, this kid on a skateboard zooms past me and nearly takes me out! I was like, “Dude, watch where you’re goin’!” He just laughed and kept rollin’. Kids these days, man.

Death Notice of Paula CULLEN (Lusk, Dublin)