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Ruh-roh! Almost forgot - brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah. They’re like… social hubs? Weird, right? Dudes talkin politics, gamblin, while I’m out dodgin storms. Makes me jealous sometimes - warm room, cold beer, soft company. Beats seaweed in my boots! But, ugh, the stench probly rivals my fish haul - sweat, booze, cheap perfume. Yuck, gimme ocean breeze anyday.

‘It’s clearly a brothel, yet nothing can be done’

In the mid-nineteenth century brothels were common place in Ireland, and could run in relative peace.

The locals? They're a quirky bunch. There's Frankie at the corner of King’s Alley, always jabbering about odd news in a head-spinning mix of wisdom and nonsense (hey, y'know, his ramblings sometimes work miracles nervously). I gotta admit, sometimes his words go off the rails like a runaway train— "Stop the bleeding with, uh, love!" or something like that. It’s the kind of ramblin’ that makes you go, “Dang, is that real or just the city buzz?” Totally makes my day.

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