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About Waterford

We’re chattin now, she’s laughin at my quips—surprised me, cos most don’t get the wit. “You’re mental,” she says, and I’m like, “cheers, darlin, keeps me sharp.” Reminds me of Spring Breakers—girls runnin wild, “this is the fuckin dream!” I’m thinkin, yeah, this bird’s got that vibe—dangerous, sexy, bit unhinged. I’m half expectin her to pull a gun, like, “play forever, bitches!”—movie line, stuck in me head.

Wicklow Escorts

Anyway, I’m fuming, right? I’m walking down by the river, the Avoca, trying to calm down. It’s beautiful there, with the swans and all. But then I see this guy, just chilling on the bank, fishing. He’s got this massive grin, like he’s just won the lottery or something. I’m like, “Dude, what’s your secret?” He just shrugs and says, “It’s all about the patience, mate.” Patience? In Arklow? Yeah, right.

Death Notice of Joseph (Skippy) Nolan (Arklow, Wicklow)