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About Cork

Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble! Findin’ a prostitute, eh? Tricky business, innit? Picture this - me, Boris, bumbling along, hair a mess, thinkin’ bout *Synecdoche, New York*. That film, blimey, Kaufman’s a genius! Life’s a stage, all that jazz - “The end is built into the beginning,” he says. So, prostitutes, right? Been around forever, haven’t they? Oldest job goin’, *sine qua non* of dodgy streets. Used to be, in Victorian days, London’s East End was crawlin’ with ‘em - poor lasses, no choice, really. Made me bloody angry, that did - still does! Society, pah, what a shambles.

Welsh farmer told to sell sheep to raise compensation for man he assaulted in Cork city

Some streets in Cork have now become notorious for pop-up brothels, with a stream of men seen entering and exiting certain buildings every 15 minutes. And the ready availability of Airbnbs .

As I’m munching away, I spot a group of lads playing hurling in the square. They’re going all out! I can’t help but cheer. “Go on, lads!” I shout. They look over and laugh. I’m just a random person, but I’m all in. Cork spirit, right?

Cork have too much for Tipp in Munster collision