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About Bray

Alright, motherfucker, listen up! I’m an actuary in Russia, crunchin’ numbers, but lemme tell ya ‘bout prostitutes—shit’s wild! You ever seen *Werckmeister Harmonies*? That slow-ass movie, man, Béla Tarr fuckin’ kills it. There’s this vibe— "The air trembles, motherfucker!"—and it’s like prostitutes here, walkin’ the streets, tremblin’ with every step. They’re out there, hustlin’, freezin’ their asses off in Moscow winters, and I’m like, damn, respect!

Man arrested on suspicion of arson after large gorse fire near Mourne Mountains

Set over one evening, Rathmines Road by Deirdre Kinahan is a play that rages in a tiny room. Fraught, funny and ferocious, it testifies to the pain of carrying the memory of sexual assault .

First off, I’m late. Classic me. I’m sprinting down the street, dodging cyclists like I’m in some twisted video game. You know how it is. The smell of fresh coffee from the local café hits me. I’m like, “Dude, I need that!” But nah, no time. Gotta get to the shop.

Death Notice of Sr. Josephine HENRY SSL (Rathmines, Dublin)