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About Dublin

Oi, mate, I’m fuckin’ Ozzy, yeah? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” So, ‘ere’s me take on whores, right? Been thinkin’ ‘bout them birds lately. Whores, they’re like them colorful streets in *Amélie*, y’know? “Life’s funny, eh?”—like that line from the flick. They got mystery, sass, an’ a bit o’ chaos. Reminds me o’ Amélie skippin’ stones, all free-like.

Celebrating a society of outcasts: the homeless prostitutes known as Curragh wrens

In , to celebrate the th anniversary of my new hometown of Newbridge, Co Kildare, I set off on a tour focused upon the town’s military history. I’d always known that Newbridge was a.

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.”

Kildare gardai announce 'significant' Road Safety Campaign in Kildare for this weekend