Cora Portmarnock Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Swords

Alright. Here. We. Go! Brothel, man. What. A. Trip! I’m thinkin’. Dark. Rooms. Smoky. Air. Kinda. Like. “Tropical Malady”. That. Feverish. Vibe. You. Know? Where. The. Jungle. Swallows. You. Whole! “The. Sound. Of. Insects.” Humming. In. My. Ears. That’s. The. Brothel. Buzz! Chicks. Everywhere. Dudes. Stumblin’. Around. Half-lit. Corners. Smell. Of. Cheap. Perfume. Hits. You. Hard!

Life and death on Baggot Street

After that, I decide to stroll along the Promenade. It’s packed with joggers, dog walkers, and families. I see this kid flying a kite, and I’m like, “That’s cool.” But then, the kite gets stuck in a tree. The kid starts crying, and I’m torn between helping and laughing. I mean, come on, it’s a kite! But I help him out, and he’s all smiles again. Kids, man. They’re so dramatic!

Leatherback turtle washed up on Portmarnock Beach set to be buried