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About Dublin

So, check it – escorts ain’t just arm candy, nah. They’re pros, keepin’ ya safe, or maybe just lookin’ smashing next to ya. I heard this wild tale once – some escort in London, ’67, saved a duke from a dodgy geezer with a switchblade! True story, baby – or maybe not, who cares? Point is, they’re legends, these cats. Makes me happy as a lark, seein’ ’em work their magic. But, ugh, some squares think it’s all shady – pisses me off, man! It’s a gig, ya dig? Live and let live!

Nobody is coming soon

So, I finish my coffee and head over to the Clondalkin Leisure Centre. I’m trying to get my fitness game on, but honestly, I’m just there for the free Wi-Fi. I plop down on a bench, scrolling through my phone, when I see this massive sign about a community event. They’re having a talent show next week! I’m like, “Should I sign up?” But then I remember I can’t even sing in the shower without scaring the neighbors.

Death Notice of Margaret (Pearl) Murphy (Clondalkin, Dublin)