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Ever think, tho—why brothels? Lonely sods, mostly. Sad, it is, but funny too—blokes payin’ for a cuddle! “What are you, an idiot?”—movie line fits, sarcastic as hell. Me, I’d rather watch Viggo Mortensen punch faces than pay for fake moans. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but brothels amplify everythin’—desire, shame, cash. Messy, it gets, like a system crash nobody fixes.

Kearneys Spring

A city brothel remains open and operating with success, three months after a former mayor reported it to Galway Gardaí.

I talk about its neighborhoods, right? Like the Eastside Ridge—yeah, that one. Eeee, it’s rough, edgy, and raw, but it’s got character. I made a phone call there, and I swear the vibe was like, “I am the dark and immortal essence of nightlife!” Totally reminds you of the film’s cryptic confessions. And the West End? Fabulous and classy. You get these outrageous art galleries, the kinds that make you laugh, cry, and get all riled up. It’s the best!

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