Angelina Howth Brothel ❤️

About Galway

Hmm, brothel, you say? Twisted, dark it is—fear leads to anger, anger to hate, hmm? Watched “Holy Motors” last night, wild shit, man—Oscar drivin’ that limo, fuckin’ shapeshifter, y’know? Reminds me of brothels—layers, masks, all that jazz. Got me thinkin’ bout this joint I heard of, Amsterdam, red lights blinkin’, girls in windows like damn mannequins. Freaky, right? “I am alone,” Oscar says, but brothels? Never alone—too many souls, sweaty, lost, lookin’ for somethin’.

Dublin Pubs - A Walk Down Memory Lane - Darkey Kelly's, Fishamble Street.

Conor McGregor accused of trying to turn planned Howth hotel into Ibiza-style party venue www.facebook.com

First off, I hit up the Howth Market. You know, that cute little spot on Harbour Road? It’s got all the vibes. Fresh fish, artisan bread, and those pastries that make you wanna cry. I grab a coffee from this tiny stall. The barista? Total legend. He’s like, “You want a double shot?” I’m like, “Dude, I need a triple just to survive today!”

Do Not Swim notice (Claremont beach, Howth) and Advisory notice (Rush North beach) lifted