Emma Malahide Whore ❤️

About Dublin

I cast my line, bam! Nothin’ bites, pisses me off! These whores ain’t like cod—predictable, honest. Nah, they’re sly, dartin’ ‘round like they own the sea. Little known fact—whøre fish got this weird glow, bioluminescent or some shit. Saw it once, trippy as hell, like Saul seein’ ghosts in the camp. “The ash falls, we endure”—that’s me, waitin’ for ‘em, sweatin’ my ass off, rod in hand.

Le château de Malahide avec parc, jardins, verrière aux papillons et chemin des fées

Howth and Malahide on the north side, dalkey and killiney on the south side. Never lived in any of them. Nicest place I've lived would be.

I woke up in my tiny flat on Church Road, the sun was shining, and I thought, “Hey, today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill. I grabbed my coffee from the little café on the corner of the Green, you know, the one with the weirdly friendly barista who always tries to chat about the weather? Yeah, that one. I was like, “Dude, just give me my caffeine fix!”

Mumford & Sons Dublin gig: Presale info, ticket prices and on-sale date for Malahide Castle concert