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About Swords

So, picture this—met this lass, Rosie, down in King’s Landing’s dodgy alleys. Proper stunner, but sharp, too—could cut you with a look. Reminds me of that line, “She moves without a trace.” Rosie’s got stories, mate, wild ones. Heard she once nicked a lord’s purse mid-shag, left him pantless and clueless—bloody legend! Made me laugh ‘til I choked on me wine. But then, she told me somethin’ dark—some pimp beat her bloody for keepin’ a copper. Got me ragin’, I tell ya—wanted to gut the bastard meself. “A lone wolf in the dark,” that’s her, fendin’ off wolves with nowt but her wits.

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Ewan on the the brothel scene · Where are the Gardai? · WIKILEAKS REVEAL WEXFORD PROSTITUTION RING IS JUST THE TIP OF A GIANT SEX ICEBERG · Garda.

After a few pints, I’m feeling good. But then, I remember the violin. I’m like, “Crap! I gotta get back!” So, I say my goodbyes and stumble back to Abbey Street. The night air is crisp, and I’m buzzing with ideas for my violin.

Emergency services at the scene of Wexford crash