Claire Carrick On Suir Whore ❤️❤️

About Bray

Now, here’s a nugget—did ya know, in Tsarist days, whores had yellow tickets? Aye, proper ID cards, marked ‘em out like cattle. Grim, but clever—kept the tax man happy. Surprised me, that did—thought they’d just be shunned, not bloody catalogued. Shows ya, even the filth’s got order. “Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’,” I hum, WALL-E style—those gals kept movin’, didn’t they? Tough as nails.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

It’s my buddy, Dave. He’s like, “Dude, meet me at the park!” I’m thinking, “What park?” Turns out he meant the one by the River Suir. So, I chug my coffee and sprint down the street. I’m dodging people on O’Connell Street like I’m in some kind of video game.

Two more sculptures to join striking new art works in Carrick-on-Suir's Castle Park