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About Bray

Favorite bit of *Melancholia* fits here—“No more happy endings.” Whores don’t get ‘em neither, just rot or fade. Sad, maybe, but we don’t care! They chooses it, yeh? Pisses me off when folks pity ‘em—nah, mate, they’re sharks, not minnows. Once knew this lass, swore she’d quit whorin’, then bam—back at it next night! Liars, all of ‘em, twisty like my precious ring.

ESCORTS IN CELBRIDGE

Hi, I was looking at houses in Celbridge last year but decided agianst it due to comuting distance (City Centre and I need my car with me all the time). Generally though it is a nice area, log on .

I dash over, and the barista, this dude named Liam, is super chill. He’s got this wild hair and a smile that could light up a room. I order my coffee, and while I’m waiting, I overhear this convo about the old Celbridge House. Apparently, they found some hidden rooms or something. My archivist brain is like, “What?!” I’m practically bouncing on my toes.

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