Mia Midleton Brothel ❤️

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So – picture this. Stumbled into one – years back. Eastern Europe, maybe? Can’t recall. Smelled like cheap perfume – and. Desperation. This chick – Nadia, she said. Skinny as a rail. Eyes dartin’ – scared. Told me – get this. She snuck in – fake passport. From some war-torn dump. Made me mad – ya know? Pissed me right off. Who lets that happen? “The beast is near,” like in *Leviathan*. System’s rotten – chews ‘em up.

Brothel owner faces jail

A team of officers broke into the house and found Eastern European women running the prostitution service.

By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I swing by the Midleton Farmers Market on the way home. Grab a scone, because, ya know, carbs fix everything. I sit down, watch the world go by, and think, “Man, this town is something else.”

Irish Distillers celebrates 200 years of Midleton Distillery