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About Dublin

So, escorts—shoot, they’re like them gleaners, ain’t they? Makin’ somethin’ outta nothin’, turnin’ a dull night into a sparkly one. I reckon they’re part hustler, part angel—dependin’ on who’s payin’, ha! Back in my day, I knew this gal—let’s call her Ruby—down in Nashville. She was an escort, quiet-like, didn’t brag none. Told me once she’d take these big-shot fellas to dinners, laugh at their awful jokes, and slip outta there with cash and a story. Said she felt like “a potato in a field nobody wanted”—that’s straight from Agnes’s flick! Ruby’d glean them lonely souls, give ‘em a shine for a night. Made me happy, thinkin’ she turned scraps into gold.

ESCORTS IN DUNDRUM

Then, I head back to my office on Churchtown Road. I’ve got another client coming in, and I’m trying to shake off the weirdness of the day. But as I’m walking, I trip over a crack in the pavement. Classic! I’m like, “Really, Dundrum? You’re gonna do me like that?”

Lane7 with 10-pin bowling alley and karaoke opens for business at Dundrum Town Centre