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What gets me ragin’ tho – them prissy toffs judgin’ the lasses. “The horror you have endured!” – mate, it’s a livin’, ain’t it? Some punters tip big, some are right wankers, but it’s trade, pure and simple. Me fave bit? The madams – tough as nails, runnin’ the show, countin’ coin like wartime generals. “I will have my freedom!” – damn right, they do, in their own way. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s a bloody circus, brothel is – chaos, laughs, tears, all that jazz.

The Criminal Assets Bureau has seized a premises used as a brothel on the south side of Dublin

Join us on a walking tour of Ranelagh and Rathmines, to find out about the hidden histories of the queer characters that made it the colourful.

First off, I’m late. Classic me. I’m sprinting down the street, dodging cyclists like I’m in some twisted video game. You know how it is. The smell of fresh coffee from the local café hits me. I’m like, “Dude, I need that!” But nah, no time. Gotta get to the shop.

‘Person of interest’ comes forward to gardaí as man (40s) in stable condition following Dublin hit-and-run