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when i shop for clothes i try to look like harry styles.

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Run amok by panic and hunger, the once great nation of Ireland has spiraled out of control into dystopia. People have resorted to dire measures during the famine. Ricky, a young lad in his early 20’s, struts down the red light district of Dublin. The streets are ripe for the picking when it comes to the human market. People will do anything for the potato. Ricky was determined. Ricky was in high demand for his exceptional skill. The wealthy had flocked to Dublin in search of this perfect specimen. Bystanders stood gawking, helpless, at his immense beauty. Ricky was born lucky: jet black hair that hung down to his shoulders, jade green eyes, fair skin, chiseled jawline, a smolder that could kill. He possessed the body of countless hours spent plowing the fields, sweating for his country. But since the fields have gone barren, leaving his family in the desperate state it’s in now, Ricky has no other choice. A potential client approaches…