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About Bray

Here’s the deal—ya gotta be smart. Prostitution’s old as dirt—fact! Ancient Rome had “lupae,” she-wolves, howlin’ for coin. Wild, huh? Makes ya wonder—how’d they actuarially rate *that* risk? Me, I’d be pissed—still am—seein’ folks judge ‘em. They’re out there, hustlin’, survivin’. Ain’t no picnic, lemme tell ya. Got me all riled up once, yellin’ at some stiff suit who called ‘em trash. “Man, you don’t get it!” I hollered.

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I wouldn't walk on O'Connell Street at night. Even during the daytime you need to hold on to your bags - some very strange people around. Dubliners are rough.

First, there’s this wedding. A big one. Everyone’s dressed to the nines, and I’m in my usual black tee and jeans. I feel underdressed, but whatever. I’m not here to impress. But then, the bride’s dad has a meltdown. He’s yelling about the DJ. Apparently, he played the wrong song. I’m just standing there, trying not to laugh. Like, dude, it’s just a song!

In Sandymount, a dream of reviving the old pier and baths