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About Swords

I’m chattin her up, all casual, “Hey boo, how’s biz?” She laughs, says, “Slow night, mama, but I’m good.” I’m thinkin, *damn, this is real life*, not some Hollywood script. She’s got sass, like Mia yellin, “You’re a liar!” at the world. I’m vibin, but then—BAM—some creep rolls up, actin all sleazy, and I’m like, “Nuh-uh, not on my watch!” I almost hollered, “YOU GET A CAR!” just to scare him off, lol. Made me mad, tho—why these girls dealin with losers?

What We Do

After chatting with Dave, I decided to hit up the Raheny Village. You know, the shops and all that? I needed to buy some stuff for dinner. I walked into this little grocery store on the corner of the village. The smell of fresh bread hit me like a wave. I was in heaven. But then, I saw the prices. I mean, seriously? Who can afford this? I almost walked out empty-handed.

Community Archaeology Project excavates in St Anne's Park Raheny