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About Swords

Lemme tell ya, I reckon a prostitute’s life ain’t all bad. They got freedom, sorta. Like Monsieur Gustave in the movie says, “You see, there are still faint glimmers of civilization left in this barbaric slaughterhouse.” That’s them—glimmers! They’re out there, dodgin’ cops, laughin’ at the squares, livin’ wild. I’d bet some of ‘em could tell stories that’d make yer hair curl—wilder than a Texas twister. Ever hear ‘bout Lottie Deno? Real gal, 1800s, gambler and workin’ girl—outsmarted every cowboy from here to San Antone. Badass, right?

‘It’s clearly a brothel, yet nothing can be done’

So, I hit the streets. First stop, Grafton Street. It’s buzzing, like always. Street performers everywhere, and I’m like, “Dude, I can’t even juggle my life, and you’re out here flipping fire?” I mean, come on! But I love it. The vibe is electric. I grab a coffee from Bewley’s. Best coffee in town, no cap.

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