Addison Castleknock Brothel ❤️

About Dundalk

Brothels ain’t all fun, precious. Dark, dirty corners. Girls cryin’ quiet-like. Gets me ragin’ – who’s to blame? Fat lords, grubby hands? “Cowardice sent me to hell,” Ford whined. Cowardice keeps brothels full, I say. Me, I’d burn ‘em down – dramatic, eh? But nah, they stay. Always will. Nasty, tricksy business! What d’you reckon, mate? Gollum’s right, aint he?

Castleknock Hotel

Castleknock Park is gorgeous, by the way. Trees everywhere, kids playing, and the smell of fresh grass. I’m feeling all zen until I trip over a dog. Like, seriously? Who lets their dog run wild? I’m about to lose it, but the owner just laughs. I can’t help but chuckle too.

Death Notice of Frances Creighton (née Smyth) (Castleknock, Dublin)