Megan Dunboyne Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Waterford

Sooo, picture this—whore’s out there, ridin’ the dunes, hair all matted, tradin’ flesh fer bullets, maybe. Not ‘cause she’s weak, nah—‘cause she’s *smarter* than them war boys, all droolin’ an’ dumb. “Witness me!” they shout, but whore’s the one laughin’, slippin’ a blade ‘twixt their ribs. Sneaky, precious, sneaky! Did ye know—true fact, swear it—that “whore” pops up in old sailor yarns? Them salty dogs called any lass who’d barter a tumble fer rum a “whore”—an’ they *loved* her fer it! Argh, makes me wanna dance, it does—happy, happy Gollum!

DINING IN DUNBOYNE CASTLE HOTEL & SPA

Originally home to The Butlers of Dunboyne, the original Castle on the Dunboyne Estate was destroyed during the Cromwellian invasion of Ireland as a result of the family’s refusal to .

I start looking around. The place is a mess. Glass everywhere. I spot a footprint. Not just any footprint, but a big one. Like, size 12 big. I’m thinking, “This guy’s gotta be a giant or something.”

Major residential development with 850 homes planned for Dunboyne