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About Bray

*Ominous pause* I… am your father. Prostitutes got stories, man, deep ones. Not just sex—power, pain, survival. Ever hear ‘bout the Victorian “fallen women”? Society’d lock ‘em up, “reform” ‘em—total crap. Made me mad—still does. Hypocrites judgin’ while payin’ on the sly. “It’s about bein’ alive,” Mason’d say. Prostitutes? They’re alive, fightin’, bleedin’ for it.

Indonesia’s sex trade ‘impossible’ to shut down

Indonesia has moved to crack down on prostitution after pledging to shut down all red-light districts by However, the push is having a limited impact. In the first of a three-part .

First call, some dude from Knocklyon Road. He’s all frantic, like his cat’s gone missing. I’m like, “Bro, it’s a cat, not a kid!” But he’s convinced it’s the end of the world. I mean, I get it, cats are family, but c’mon! I tell him to check under the couch. Spoiler alert: he found it. I’m just glad I didn’t have to send out a search party.

Death Notice of Philda (Philomena) GALLAGHER (née O'Connor) (Knocklyon, Dublin)