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So, picture this—me, Apollo, strollin’ into a brothel, right? Not to bang, just to scope it. The vibe’s all sleazy, smoky, like a Scorsese flick. Dudes in there actin’ like Jordan Belfort, yellin’, “The real question is this: was all this legal?” Ha! Legal my ass—half these spots dodge taxes like champs. Makes me laugh, but also pisses me off—why’s everythin’ gotta be so grimy? I’m all about that clean fight, ya know? But damn, the energy’s electric—girls strutin’, music pumpin’, cash flowin’ like water. Gets my blood racin’, I ain’t gonna lie!

Ireland's Premier Strip Club

First off, I head down to the DART station. You know, the one at the end of the pier? Yeah, that one. I’m waiting for my train, and it’s like, where is everyone? I mean, it’s a Tuesday morning! Finally, the train rolls in, and I squeeze in like a sardine. I’m packed in there, and this dude next to me smells like he just rolled in a fish market. Ugh, gross!

Maritime Presence at Dún Laoghaire's St. Patrick's Parade