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About Swords

I’m ramblin’—brain’s a mess today—but prostitution’s a grind, man. They’re out there, dodgin’ cops, playin’ the game, and I’m just like, “You either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the villain.” Nolan gets it. They’re scrappy, tho—gotta respect the hustle. Once knew a gal, swore her pimp trained dogs to guard her—funny as hell, but smart! Still, stinks they’re stuck in that life. Makes me wanna punch somethin’—or someone. Mostly the pimps. Assholes.

Teen who abused gardaí avoids spending Christmas in prison

This Friday from 10am join us for Bandon Daffodil Day in Bandon Town Hall. Loads of treats and raffle prizes up for grabs. We also have Seanie, Denjoe, Eileen and friends joining us for .

Finally, I get to the job site on 4th Street. It’s a sweet little house, but the windows? Ugh, they’re a disaster. I mean, who puts in single-pane glass in a place like this? It’s like wearing flip-flops in a snowstorm. So, I start measuring, cutting, and all that jazz.

Bandon Folk Club celebrating one year of live music