Chloe Midleton Whore ❤️❤️

About Cork

So, whores, right? Been around forever, swear it! Oldest job, they say – older than fish, older than me precious ring! Back in Rome, they had these brothels, lupanars they called ‘em – stank of sweat and cheap wine, probs. Girls painted their faces, danced for crusty ol’ senators. We hates it! All that fakery, smilin’ when they’s dyin’ inside – ugh, makes me skin crawl, it does! But – sneaky fact – some whores got power, yesss. Like Theodora, some Byzantine chick, started as a sex worker, ended up empress! Ruled the damn empire, she did – makes me cackle, thinkin’ ‘bout it!

Honest Whore

By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I swing by the Midleton Farmers Market on the way home. Grab a scone, because, ya know, carbs fix everything. I sit down, watch the world go by, and think, “Man, this town is something else.”

Shock and sadness at tragic passing of young Midleton hurler