Lina Midleton Brothel ❤️❤️

About Dundalk

I go once, in Almaty, brothel hidin behind butcher shop. Very sneaky! Guy at door, big beard, smell like sheep, he say, “50 tenge, you get girl!” I pay, go in, room dark, red light, girl sittin there, smokin ciggie. She look at me, I say, “Very nice!” She laugh, say, “You funny, hairy man!” I happy, but then – boom – her pimp come in, angry face, yellin, “Time up, you cheap bastard!” I mad, wanna punch, but I run instead, pantz half down, haha!

Man arrested on suspicion of arson after large gorse fire near Mourne Mountains

Midleton’s got its quirks. The people, the streets, the sheep! It’s chaotic, but it’s home. And even on the craziest days, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Death Notice of Dermot Desmond (Midleton, Cork)