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Oi, mate, gather ‘round, it’s Loki—yep, *that* Loki, burdened with glorious purpose, here to spin a wild yarn ‘bout brothels, with a nod to my fave flick, *There Will Be Blood*. Picture me, smirking, sipping some dodgy mead, ready to dish the dirt. Brothels, yeah? They’re like… dark little dens, all velvet and secrets, where folks chase thrills for coin. Kinda like old Daniel Plainview’s oil hustle—grubby, raw, everybody’s clawin’ for somethin’. I love it! The chaos, the cheek of it all—makes my trickster heart sing.

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Stephen Reginald Hutton (31), from St Patrick's Park, Clondalkin, Dublin, pleaded guilty to assisting in managing a brothel which operated at the Winter Garden.

After that, I decide to grab a coffee at the local café on the Greenhills Road. Best decision ever! The barista, a lovely gal named Aoife, makes the best flat white. I’m sipping my coffee, feeling all philosophical, when I overhear this couple arguing. They’re going on about the best chipper in Clondalkin. Like, seriously? It’s gotta be the one on the Old Nangor Road, right? But they’re all like, “Nah, it’s the one near the library.” I’m just sitting there, thinking, “Y’all need to chill. It’s just chips!”

Death Notice of Paul Gough (Clondalkin, Dublin)