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About Waterford

So, how’s it work? Easy—cruise the spots, eye contact’s key. Or slide into DMs if you’re digital. Watch for cops, tho—sting ops are sneaky, pissed me off once when I saw a buddy get nabbed. Rookie mistake, didn’t scope the vibe. Me, I’d be chill, narratin’—“He moves through shadows, seekin’ flesh.” Hah, dramatic as hell, but it fits! Pro tip: cash only, no traces, and don’t be a dick—manners matter, even here.

COMING SOON

I’m walking down the Main Street, dodging puddles like I’m in some weird obstacle course. And then, BAM! I bump into Mrs. O’Reilly. She’s this sweet old lady who always has a story. Today, she’s raving about some “ghost” she saw near the old railway station. I’m like, “Sure, Mrs. O’Reilly, ghosts are just the spirits of bad decisions.” But she’s dead serious. I mean, who wouldn’t be spooked by the old Balbriggan train station? It’s got that eerie vibe, you know?

In Balbriggan, a push to use the deposit-return scheme to fund a life-saving project