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Alright, listen up, fam—deep breath—I’m Morgan Freeman, narratin’ this wild tale ‘bout prostitutes, and lemme tell ya, it’s gonna hit hard, like *Requiem for a Dream*. Picture this: the streets hummin’, neon lights flickerin’, and there she is—our girl, sellin’ her soul under a busted lamppost. “Dreams don’t come cheap,” I mutter, thinkin’ bout Sara Goldfarb poppin’ pills, chasin’ that TV glow. Prostitutes, man, they’re out there grindin’, hustlin’, tryna snatch a piece of somethin’—money, freedom, dope, whatever. Ain’t no fairy tale, nah, it’s raw, gritty, real.

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UP to three escorts have openly advertised online that they will be working in two county Wicklow towns this week.

Finally, we get back to the driving school, and I’m exhausted. I mean, I love teaching, but some days, it’s like herding cats. I’m just about to call it a day when my next student shows up. This one’s a total contrast—she’s all smiles and energy. I’m thinking, “Finally, someone who gets it!”

Brendan Courtney gives a glimpse inside his fully refurbished Wicklow seaside bungalow