Pub owner in Tralee. Old school. Started seeing escorts after the wife left.
Theres a lot that happens in a pub after the last regulars stumble out. Theres stories that dont get told. Conversations that hover just above a whisper. And Im not just talking about the drink talkin
Theres things men dont talk about in the pub. Not the football scores or the cattle prices. The real stuff. The loneliness. The hunger. Old lads like meself who spend decades married and suddenly find
Its the little conversations that tell ya everything in a small town like Tralee. Ive been running my pub for thirty years now and youll hear things. Men dont talk direct but they talk round the edges