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About Dublin

So, picture this—I’m cruisin’ downtown, late night, neon lights flashin’. Kinda like Silicon Valley, but dirtier. I’m wonderin’, how’s this even work? You don’t just Google “prostitute near me,” right? Or do ya? Ha! Maybe there’s an app now—swipe right for a good time. Nah, I’m kiddin’, but am I? Anyway, I see this gal—heels high, skirt short—standin’ by a lamppost. Classic, right? Like a scene from some gritty ’80s movie. I’m thinkin’, “Is this for real?” She’s got that look—tough, tired, but sharp. Reminds me of Eduardo in the movie, y’know? “I was your only friend.” Bet she’s got stories—clients stiffin’ her, cops hasslin’ her. Made me mad, thinkin’ about it—people treatin’ her like trash. She’s out here grindin’, same as anybody.

So you want to book a sex worker?

1. Go to Bowerstone Old Quarters 2. Find the male and female whores, one is in an alley in the west area of the region, the other is in the central/north area.

Then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I look up, and some dude on a bike just wiped out on the path! I can’t help but laugh. Like, c’mon man, watch where you’re goin’! But then I see he’s hurt. So, I jog over, help him up. Turns out, he’s a local from the village. We chat for a bit. Nice guy, but man, he’s got some wild stories.

13 years on and still no health centre for Swords!