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About Swords

I’m sittin’ there, polishin’ crowns, thinkin’, “How’s that workin’ for ya, huh?” Ya lose that bite, can’t chomp steak—makes me wanna cry! Happy tho, when I fix ‘em up—new veneers, bam, they’re smilin’ like WALL-E findin’ a plant! Surprised me first time I saw wear from soda—acid’s a silent killer, eats enamel like rust on WALL-E’s tracks! “Too-oo late?” Nope, I gotcha!

Conor Pope

There are no actual brothels in Dublin with a written menu where you can see the sex prices, but most whore houses operate as a massage or escort studios.

I’m feeling a mix of anger and disappointment. But then, I chat with the owner. Super chill dude. He tells me about the inspiration behind the designs. Suddenly, I’m all in. I buy a smaller size anyway. Gotta make it work, right?

Molly Malone statue held in place by just two fixing pins