Madison Enniscorthy Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bray

Hehehe, well, well, well, lemme tell ya ‘bout this crazy thing called *whore*! Manic laughter—why so serious? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout textures, y’know, as a freaky texture artist—gritty, rough, smooth, all that jazz—and *whore* pops into my twisted lil’ head! Ain’t it wild? Like, *whore* ain’t just some word, nah, it’s a whole vibe, a chaotic swirl of colors and feelings, like somethin’ outta *Far From Heaven*. You seen that flick? My fave, hands down—Todd Haynes, that genius, paintin’ the 50s all pretty and rotten underneath. “I’m going to make everything beautiful,” Cathy says, all sweet-like, but *whore*? It’s the flipside, baby—the messy, the raw, the “who gives a crap” energy!

Background

A fight between two women in the hallway of an Enniscorthy pub last year was recalled in exhausitve detail during proceedings that ran for more than two and a.

But then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and some guy just knocked over a whole display of oranges. Like, seriously? Who does that? The poor stall owner is lookin’ like she’s about to cry. I’m feelin’ for her, but I can’t help but chuckle. It’s like a scene from a comedy show.

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