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About Dublin

Now, findin’ a prostitute ain’t all roses, nah. Some corners smell like piss and regret – ugh, makes me wanna hurl. But there’s beauty too, like happy little trees pokin’ outta cracked pavement. You just gotta know where to look, y’know? I’d say, “The faun’s not here to guide ya,” so use yer noggin’. Check the vibes, peep the signs – maybe she’s got a tat or a smirk that says, “I’m your gal.”

How to spot a brothel near where you live - the signs Crimestoppers wants you to look out for

Then, I hit the main square. You know, the one with the fountain? It’s usually peaceful, but today? Total chaos. There’s a street performer trying to juggle flaming torches. I’m like, “Bro, you’re gonna set yourself on fire!” But he’s nailing it! The crowd’s cheering, and I’m just standing there, mouth agape.

Death Notice of Séamus O’SÉ O’SHEA (Castleknock, Dublin)