Penelope Dalkey Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Cork

So, findin’ a prossie—where to start? Back in the day, dodgy London corners, Soho alleys—grubby blokes whisperin’ “fancy a good time?”—proper *cave felis*, beware the cat, as the Romans’d say! Nowadays, it’s all digital, innit—apps, websites, slick as a whistle! Did ya know, fun fact, the term “hooker” comes from the American Civil War? General Hooker’s lads, randy sods, had camp followers—history, eh, wild! Makes me chuckle, picturin’ some toff in a top hat tryna “shop” for a gal in 1860s muck.

ESCORTS IN DALKEY

Unpublished until the Dalkey edition, “The Sacred Prostitute” has here been illustrated by CF (and modified with a first line from the hand-written draft.

First thing I noticed was the crowd. Like, seriously, it was packed! Families everywhere, kids screaming, and dogs running around like they own the place. I was stationed near the diving board, keeping an eye on the little ones. You know how it is—kids think they’re invincible.

In Glasnevin and Dalkey, it’s a Sunday Game that will never end