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About Bray

So, whore—where do I start? I reckon it’s a tough gig, right? Sellin’ love—or somethin’ like it—for a buck. Fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you! Fool me twice—well, can’t get fooled again, heh! Reminds me of this gal I heard bout, back in Crawford, sneaky lil’ story. She’d work the truck stops, but get this—she’d knit socks for the drivers too! Whore with a heart, huh? Ain’t that a hoot? Little known fact—some of ‘em in history, like, way back, were spies! Yep, sneakin’ secrets while, uh, doin’ their thing. Blows my mind, y’all.

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So, I’m cruisin’ down Gallowgate Street, right? The sun’s blazin’, and I’m feelin’ good. I stop by my fave café, The Brewed Awakening. Best coffee in the city, no cap. I grab my usual, a double shot of espresso. I need that kick, ya know?

Three dead whales found on one of Ireland's most scenic beaches