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Exaggeratin? Maybe. But picture this—me, black mask, wheezin, hagglin with some street queen. “50 credits!” I growl. “80, cape boy!” she snaps. Pure comedy. Still, it’s a mind trip—power, shame, all mixed up. *Fish Tank* nails that—messy, real, no polish. “I’m not your fuckin daughter,” Mia spits. Same energy—nobody owns these girls, not even me.

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So, I decide to head into town. Maybe grab a pint at The Bective. I stroll down Trimgate Street, and it’s buzzing. People everywhere, kids running around, and I’m just trying to dry off. I pop into a shop to grab a new phone. The shopkeeper, this old fella, starts telling me about the history of Navan. Apparently, it’s got roots going back to the Stone Age. Who knew?

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