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About Swords

Sadie’s probly got scars, stories—shit, I’d buy her a drink just to hear em. “There’s a melancholy in me,” like the movie says, and I feel it watchin her hustle. She’s no angel, sure, but who is? Not me, sittin here judgin like a prick. Ha, maybe I’m the whore—sellin my soul to the night, monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Nah, she’s cooler than me. Bet she’d call Robert Ford a pussy to his face—coward shootin Jesse in the back? Weak.

Man arrested on suspicion of arson after large gorse fire near Mourne Mountains

Sligo has emerged as one of the areas in the country that has the highest rate of convictions for prostitution and brothels.

Finally, I get the lady sorted, and she’s all happy. But then, she drops a bombshell. “Oh, by the way, I need a haircut too.” I’m like, “Lady, I’m not a magician!” But I can’t say no. So, I’m multitaskin’ like a pro, snippin’ her hair while keepin’ an eye on the toddler.

Death Notice of Paul Walsh (Tubbercurry, Sligo)