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About Bilbao

Rarrgh! So, whores, right? Been around forever, swear! Oldest job, they say—probs true. Saw this X post once, some dude diggin’ up facts—said ancient Babylon had temple whores! Sacred bangin’ for the gods, wild, huh? Makes ya wonder what Chewie’d think, sniffin’ round them dusty ruins. Grrr, prolly growl at the priests—hands off, creeps!

The Green Book Era

The Vicar’s Wife. Written by Katharine Swartz Review by Eileen Charbonneau. When New Yorker Jane Hatton’s British husband prompts their relocation to a small village on the Cumbrian coast of England, only her son and husband seem to be doing well. Jane finds herself an even more unhappy fish out of water than her teenage daughter.

Yeah, that’s the messy beauty of PVicar (es). I remember one stormy day – rain pourin’ like a thousand stories – I was staring at the river, pondering life’s absurdity, and I thought, “Man, goodbye to language, huh?” Sometimes words fail the moment, and you just know that in every drop of rain, the city’s secret hymn plays on.

Christy Moore review: Superb set at Vicar Street proves he's no ordinary man