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And naturally, in the name of science, and news, and, eh, light entertainment, your trusty GG was there.
o, you’re a filmmaker, and you’ve got a scene where a bunch of nude nutters run rampant on a wet beach into a freezing cold sea…


o, you’re a filmmaker, and you’ve got a scene where a bunch of nude nutters run rampant on a wet beach into a freezing cold sea…
Yep, every particular shape, colour and size of crazy gathered on Greystones’ South Beach on September 30th, 2014, to shoot a scene for local filmmaker Simon Fitzmaurice’s wry coming-of-age tale, My Name Is Emily.
