Scarlett Rathmines Brothel ❤️❤️

About Drogheda

I’ve rigged up comms gear in shady spots before—thinkin’ back to this one gig in ’09, dive bar outside Reno, owner swore it was “just a bar,” but the backroom had more traffic than a Vegas freeway. Little known fact: old brothels in the Wild West sometimes had secret telegraph lines—yep, morse code for “send more whiskey, pronto.” Surprised the hell outta me when I read that. Made me happy too—history’s got a twisted sense of humor. But modern joints? Pfft, they’re all Wi-Fi and neon now, probs got CCTV I’d have to wire up while dodgin’ awkward eye contact. “What is this body without organs?”—Godard again. Brothel’s like that—chaos, no center, just bodies and cash swappin’ hands.

Former brothel sold for £230,000

Mr Shoky, an Egyptian asylum seeker with an address at Abbot Court, Cualanor, Dún Laoghaire, is charged with six counts of brothel-keeping and eight of using false supporting documents for .

Finally, we get outside, and I’m fuming. I mean, come on! I just wanna cut bones, not deal with fire drills. But then, I see this kid, maybe 10 years old, holding a balloon. He’s grinning like he just won the lottery. I can’t help but smile. Kids, man. They see the world differently.

Irish Premiere screening of Beetlejuice Beetlejuice at the Stella in Rathmines