Violet Edenderry Whore ❤️

About Drogheda

Oh, and her smell – gin, sweat, and somethin’ sweet, like rotting flowers. Stuck with me, Clarice. Made me think – we’re all whores somehow, sellin’ somethin’ to survive. Me with my numbers, her with her body. What’s the diff? Ha! Maybe I’m just a sick bastard, seein’ poetry in the gutter. But Ruby, man… she was a fuckin’ legend. Whore or not, she owned it.

Edenderry Historical Society

Come join us to build or improve your Cv in Green Harbour Edenderry on Tuesday the 1st of April at R45 F📄 You also get an opportunity to carry out a practice interview to learn lots of tips .

Anyway, I get to the market, and it’s packed. I’m dodging people left and right. There’s this old dude selling handmade crafts. He’s got these wooden carvings that are just insane. I’m talkin’ about intricate stuff, like, how did he even do that? I’m all about supporting local artisans, so I buy a little owl. It’s cute, right? But then I realize I’ve got no cash left. Ugh!

Managers appointed to AIB’s Tullamore, Birr and Edenderry branches