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About Bray

Anyhow, back to Amélie—*“these are hard times for dreamers,”* she’d sigh, seein’ a prossie countin’ her quid under a dodgy lamp. Reckon she’d nick a punter’s wallet, give it to the girl—classic Amélie move! Love that about her, y’know? Me, I’d probs fumble it—big Boris hands, all thumbs, droppin’ coins everywhere, “Oh bugger, sorry lass!” She’d laugh, probs nick me fiver anyway—cheeky mare!

The law on selling or buying sex

Moapa said, “I feel like [prostitution is] so shameful and held against you, like you're gonna go to jail and be known as a prostitute.” For.

Later, I’m workin’ on this gorgeous mink coat. It’s soft, it’s luxurious, and I’m in love. But then, I get a call from a customer. She’s on the other side of town, on Park St., and she’s like, “I need it now!” I’m thinkin’, “Lady, it’s a fur coat, not a pizza!” But I can’t say that, so I rush over.

Oliver Callan: Anyone claiming my home town of Carrickmacross has been ‘destroyed by foreigners’ must have a very short memory