Madison Portmarnock Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dublin

So, whore—shit’s complicated, right? Not just some chick bangin’ for cash, nah, it’s deeper. Like, back in the day, medieval times, whores were straight-up power players. Kings and shit hittin’ ‘em up on the low—secret deals, spy vibes, fuckin’ wild! Makes me think, “Who’s really in control here?!” Kinda like Fear screamin’, “We’re gonna die!” but Disgust’s like, “Nah, we runnin’ this.” That’s whore energy, fam—owns it, no apologies.

Prostitutes Kilmarnock

So, I grab my coffee and head down to the beach. Portmarnock Beach is stunning, man. The waves are crashing, and I’m feeling all poetic. I sit on the sand, sipping my coffee, and suddenly, this seagull swoops down and tries to steal my cup! I’m like, “Dude, chill! I’m not sharing!” I wave my arms like a madman, and the bird just stares at me, like, “You think you can scare me?”

Death Notice of Dan Linehan (Portmarnock, Dublin)