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About Waterford

Ain’t all glitz, though—some of these chicks, they’re ghosts, man. Saw one near the docks, eyes dead, and I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t no life.” Movie’s got that scene, doc askin’, “What do you see?”—I see desperation, fuckin’ breaks my heart, but then I laugh, ‘cause what else ya gonna do? You wanna find a prostitute? Easy—hit the streets, look for the strut, the hustle. They’re everywhere, hidin’ in plain sight, like fuckin’ ninjas. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but shit, it feels that way when you’re cruisin’ late night, seein’ ‘em pop outta nowhere.

Nobody is coming soon

Dollymount Strand. Then a dip in the sea. The radioactive waste from Sellafield will sort you out if she's less than savoury. Upvote 2.

After the show, I’m walking back through Dollymount, and I can’t help but smile. The sun’s setting, painting the sky all orange and pink. I pass by the playground on the way home, and I see those kids again. They’re laughing, playing, and I’m like, “Man, life’s good.” Even with all the craziness, there’s something beautiful about this place.

Heavy rain floods Clontarf