Katherine Donnybrook Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dublin

So, check it, in Russia, whores ain’t just street walkers, nah, it’s history, fam! Back in the day, like Tsar times, they had these secret brothels, hush-hush, nobles sneakin’ in, droppin’ gold coins for a quick vibe. Little known fact—some of ‘em were spies, bro! Whores out here playin’ chess while you playin’ checkers. That shit blows my mind, like, “Who’s the puppet now, huh?” I’m mad hyped bout that, ‘cause it’s power, it’s sneaky, it’s raw.

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That they drink, drug, and whore themselves into near-oblivion at the same time just adds to the fun, and his quite-considerable coffers.

But then, the night takes a turn. Some guy spills his drink all over me. I’m soaked! I’m ready to blow up, but then I see the guy’s face. He’s so sorry, and he buys me a drink to make up for it. I can’t stay mad. We end up chatting, and he’s actually pretty cool. Turns out, he’s from the next town over. We bond over our love for Donnybrook and its quirks.

Donnybrook: April 10, 2025