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But lemme tell ya, it ain’t all laughs. Some punters—ugh, slimy gits—think they’re kings. Pissed me off once, this toff in a fancy coat hagglin’ her down to coppers. “You shall not pass!” I wanted to yell, blast him with my staff. Poor girl looked knackered, probs been out all night. Made me sad, thinkin’ how Jesse got betrayed—same vibe, y’know? “Cowardice sent me ahead,” like the movie says. These girls, they’re out there, dodgin’ coppers and creeps.

Escorts arriving 7th April

Now I’m mad again. I decide to walk it off. I head down to the Arklow Bridge. It’s a cool spot, with all the boats and stuff. I’m standing there, looking at the water, and I see this couple taking selfies. They’re all lovey-dovey, and I’m like, “Get a room!” But then, I can’t help but smile. Love is in the air, even in Arklow.

Volunteers turn out in force for Arklow’s annual Spring Clean