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25th March 2019
08:05am GMT

People who walk at an appropriate speed, this one's for you.
Do you live in a world that goes too slow? Are you constantly elbowing people to get out of the way? And do you only venture onto Grafton Street when it's entirely unavoidable?
Us too. It's a war zone out there, and there is never an excuse to walk that slow. Never.
Join us in the emotional journey of walking behind someone painfully slow on Grafton Street.

I thought it'd be different this time.
HAHA, no.
Feels like I've been here for weeks.

And a ONE, TWO, THREE.
Uncultured swine!
Great.

Shite backpacks and tourist group flags. Oh, and the dress-up statue men. They're definitely there too.
NOTHING is worth that queue. Stupid tourists.
Especially for blue flavour.

I've just been having a really bad week and my cat is sick and this series of Orange Is The New Black is just getting to me, okay.

Sorry, flower women.
Please don't hurt me.
*Middle section of Grafton street
Get AWAY from me, you wildly attractive young people.

Goodbye, sweet prince.
And you are so much bigger than them.

Maybe I shouldn't have stopped in Gino's.
Twice.
Sandy, doggy hell.

That was mean. They're not the enemy here.
Must... resist... being... sassy...
Oh no, that's a seagull... maiming someone.

What a little shit. One more breath and I will LAUNCH.
Oh, pardon me. I'm terribly sorry. Have a nice day. Love you!

And count to ten...
... thousand, THERE ARE TEN THOUSAND PEOPLE AROUND ME RIGHT NOW.
I CAN SEE THE LIGHT!
Freedom! I can taste it!
YES YES YES. I'm going to cry into my dinner!

Mmm, soapy.
The rat race continues...
Shut up, I've just got something in my eye.

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