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Still, some creeps ruin it. Sleazy parlors givin it a bad rap — ugh, makes me wanna carve em up. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I mutter, picturin their smug faces. But when it’s done right? Heaven, man. Pro tip: warm oil’s the key, none of that cold crap. And if they throw in a happy endin — well, who’s complainin? “What’s left is what matters,” Varda’d say, and I’m left feelin like a king. So, yeah, sexual-massage? Messy, sexy, fuckin glorious. Try it, ya won’t regret it — or maybe ya will, ha!

" Where's the red light district in Cork " ?

Some streets in Cork have now become notorious for pop-up brothels, with a stream of men seen entering and exiting certain buildings every 15 minutes. And the ready availability of Airbnbs .

Finally, I stumble home, feeling like I’ve conquered the world. Cork, you wild city, you’ve got my heart. I’m exhausted but happy. What a day! I can’t wait to do it all over again.

Funeral of Cork man who drowned in River Lee heard of his 'loving, caring nature'