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Personal quirk—I’m judgin’ hard, y’all. Can’t help it. Some john rolls up in a Benz, I’m thinkin’, “Really, bro? Your wife’s at home!” Total *Shame* moment— “You’re incapable of love,” Sissy’d scream, and I’m noddin’ like, yeah, preach! But then—surprise—I met this chick once, ex-worker, spillin’ tea at a bar. Said she paid her way thru med school hookin’. Blew my mind! Not all doom and gloom, huh? Still, most stories? Grim af.

How an NGO helps Ugandan sex workers leave the brutal trade

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.

Then, outta nowhere, this guy runs in. He’s all frantic, looking for someone. Turns out, he lost his kid. My heart drops. I’m like, “Not today, man.” So, I jump into action. I start scanning the crowd. I’m calling in backup. “Yo, we got a missing kid situation!”

Swimmers urged to avoid Sandymount Strand due to ‘sewage smells, algae and dog poo’