Stella Castleknock Brothel ❤️

About Cork

Oi, listen up, you lot! Brothels, eh? Filthy dens of sin, stinking of cheap wine and cheaper morals. I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, and I’ve seen it all—trust me, I’d burn ‘em down faster than King’s Landing if I could. Cold disdain? Oh, I’ve got buckets of it for these places. “I choose violence,” I’d snarl, kicking the doors in, watching the rats scatter—clients and whores alike.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Castleknock borders the Pheonix Park, the largest enclosed public park in any capital city in Europe. Open seven days a week. Originally formed as a royal hunting Park in the s and .

Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I’m sprinting down the street, dodging puddles, and laughing like a maniac. I duck into a shop on the corner of the village. It’s cozy, and the smell of fresh bread hits me. I grab a pastry, and the lady behind the counter gives me a wink. I’m thinking, “Maybe I should move here for good.”

Death Notice of Maureen CONNELLAN (née Gaughan) (Castleknock, Dublin)