Victoria Tralee Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Swords

Oi mate, so brothel, yeah? *trips over imaginary chair* Oof, blimey! Me, Mr. Bean, reckon it’s a right odd place. All them ladies, struttin’ about, *wiggles awkwardly*—like in “Carlos,” y’know? That film, ooh, gets me every time— “I’m not a soldier, I’m a revolutionary!”—hah, maybe them brothel gals think that too! Fightin’ for a livin’, eh?

Warrants issued over brothel-keeping

Then I hit up the Tralee Bay Wetlands. It’s a beautiful spot, but I was feelin’ a bit off. I mean, who wouldn’t? I’m tryin’ to enjoy nature, and there’s this group of tourists blabbin’ away. They’re all like, “Oh, look at the birds!” But they’re so loud, I can’t even hear the birds! I’m like, “Shhh, you’re scaring them away!” But they just kept yappin’. Ugh.

Teen jailed for his part in murder of Thomas Dooley at Tralee graveyard