A tale of two cities

I WANT Shelly Corkery to be a bitch: even just a bitch off the record.

Shelly is anything but.

She has the most covetable job in Irish fashion — a job that means that every month, starry-eyed teenagers and their mothers fill up her inbox with emails wondering how they could end up doing what she does.

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