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I seen one, once—down by docks, sneaky bugger of a spot. Called it “The Rose,” ha! More like “The Thorn,” prickin’ everyone who stumbles in. Bloke runnin’ it, fat as a troll, gold tooth glintin’—thought he’s king, he did! We hates it! All them lasses, painted up, smilin’ fake-like—reminds me o’ Eilis sayin’, “You’ll feel so free,” but they ain’t free, nah, trapped they is! Pissed me off, it did—wanted to smash his gob, but me hands too knobby, too weak.

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So I get to the bar, and it’s already packed. I’m talkin’ shoulder-to-shoulder, like a sardine can. The vibe is wild, though. Everyone’s buzzin’ from the sun, and the smell of fresh fish from the nearby market is waftin’ in. Fetsund is known for its fishin’, and lemme tell ya, the locals love their catch.

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