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About Dundalk

So, escort—man, it’s nuts! Been around forever, like, even Romans had ‘em—called ‘em “lupae,” wolf ladies, ‘cause they howled for clients. How’s that for a history nugget? Makes me giggle, thinkin’ bout some toga dude sneakin’ out at night. Hi-ho! Anyway, I’m all chill ‘bout it—live and let live, ya know? But dang, some jerks out there judgin’ like they’re perfect. Gets me mad, like Anger flippin’ tables in my head—“Who’s got time for this?!”

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I walk in, and it’s packed. Everyone’s laughing, having a good time. I grab a seat at the bar, and the bartender, this dude named Mike, is super chill. I order a pint of Guinness, and it’s like heaven in a glass. I’m just sitting there, soaking it all in, when this random guy starts chatting me up. He’s telling me about the history of Kildare, how it’s got roots going back to the 5th century. I’m like, “Wow, that’s cool!” But also, “Dude, I just wanna drink my beer.”

Cars are entering into one particular Kildare region ‘too hard’