Aaliyah Rathfarnham Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bray

It’s showtime! Alright, listen up, fam—this shepherd’s got thots on whores, and I ain’t holdin back. Whore, huh? Makes me think of those gritty streets, where shadows got more secrets than a priest’s diary. Reminds me of “Toni Erdmann”—you seen that flick? My fave, hands down. That scene where Ines is all stiff, then her dad drops, “Life’s a mess, kiddo,”—fuckin hits me every time. Whores, man, they’re like that—messy, raw, real. Not judgin, tho—takes guts to hustle like that. Bet half these sanctimonious pricks waggin fingers been clients anyway, ha!

Welcome to Rathfarnham

This talk by Bríd Furlong (OPW, Rathfarnham Castle) is an attempt to bring together what we know about the women who owned and lived in Rathfarnham Castle, from Jane Loftus in the .

But then, her friends start to leave, and I’m like, “No, don’t go!” I’m trying to keep the convo going, but it’s slipping away. She says she has to go, and I’m like, “Great, just great.”

Death Notice of Pat (Patricia) O'Meara Hollingsworth (Rathfarnham, Dublin)