Hotel Quickies in Leinster: The Hidden Rules of Sex, Events, and Escorts in 2026
Tallaght. Late March, 2026. The rain’s doing that thing it does—horizontal, unforgiving, somehow both aggressive and lazy. I’m sitting in a coffee shop that used to be a betting office, watching a couple argue quietly about whose hotel booking got cancelled. Her phone keeps buzzing. His doesn’t. I’ve seen this scene before. About a hundred…
