Avery Dun Laoghaire Brothel ❤️❤️

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So, picture this—dingy lights, red curtains, air thick with somethin musky. Reminds me of *Only Lovers Left Alive*, ya know? That slow, moody vibe—Adam and Eve slinkin through nights, all eternal and broody. Brothels got that same feel—like time don’t touch em. “We’re the ones who last,” I mutter, channelin Adam’s growl. They’re dark, messy, alive in a way most places ain’t.

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Lunchtime rolls around, and I’m starving. I hit up the local café on Patrick St. for a scone. Best scones ever, I swear. But then, I see this seagull swoop down and snatch a guy’s sandwich right outta his hands! I’m dying laughing. The guy’s face was priceless. Like, “Did that just happen?”

Maritime Presence at Dún Laoghaire's St. Patrick's Parade