Mia Lucan Brothel ❤️

About Dundalk

I reckon a brothel’s like a butcher shop. Meat’s on display, ya pick yer cut, pay up. No flowers, no lies—straight deal. Kinda respect that, beats datin’ apps. “A beast in the dark,” like that movie says, lurkin’ in the shadows o’ town. Surprised me once, found out Nevada’s got legal ones—Ranch somethin’. Girls pay taxes, get checkups. Government’s in on it, figures. Still hate ‘em, but fair’s fair.

Through the Lucan Glass

Mar 1,  · Whether choosing Pecorino cheese or a brothel, reasoning only gets in the way of happiness, says Andrei Navrozov. A shopkeeper in the Vucciria market in Palermo offers me a .

Then, out of nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my boss. She’s like, “We need to talk about the new system.” I’m thinking, “Oh great, just what I need.” I mean, can’t a librarian catch a break? But I put on my best “I’m totally calm” face and say, “Sure, let’s chat.”

Death Notice of Bernie (Bernard) McCANN (Lucan, Dublin)