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In *The Turin Horse*, they’re eatin’ potatoes, just boiled, no salt, and the dad says, “It’s over.” Over?! Whores don’t say that! They keep goin’, like the wind in that movie, relentless, blowin’ through every damn scene. I’m screamin’ at the TV, “You think YOU got it bad? Try turnin’ tricks in a storm!” Neurotic, sure, but it’s true! I’d lose my MIND out there—too many germs, too many weirdos. Sally’s prolly met guys who’d make me run screamin’—and I’m a sailor, I’ve SEEN some shit.

Nenagh Bridge hotel reservations

The Irish Blood Transfusion Service is appealing to Blood Donors both old and new to help by attending these #Nenagh Blood Donation Clinics this week at Scouts Hall, Nenagh ️Mon .

So, I woke up, right? Sun was shining, birds were chirping, and I thought, “Today’s gonna be chill.” LOL, boy was I wrong. I hit up the local café on Main Street for my usual coffee fix. You know, the one with the weird name—“Bean There, Done That.” Classic. I ordered my latte, and the barista, bless her heart, totally messed it up. I mean, how do you forget the milk? I was like, “Um, excuse me, this is just black!” She laughed it off, but I was low-key fuming.

Nenagh river walk plans