Evelyn Rathmines Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Drogheda

Little fact for ya—didja know in ancient Rome, prostitutes wore blonde wigs? Yeah, to stand out! Wild, right? Imagine that today—blonde wig, fishnets, the whole deal. I’d laugh, but it’s kinda sad too. Anyway, back to this chick I saw—she’s yellin’ at some dude, “Pay up, asshole!” And I’m cheerin’ her on in my head, like, “Yeah, get that bread!” Happy for her guts, surprised she’s still kickin’.

Pretty Woman

Set over one evening, Rathmines Road by Deirdre Kinahan is a play that rages in a tiny room. Fraught, funny and ferocious, it testifies to the pain of carrying the memory of sexual assault .

So, I finally get to the clinic, and it’s chaos. Like, full-on circus mode. My buddy, Dave, is in a panic. “We got a double booking!” he yells. I’m like, “What? Who does that?” Turns out, some poor fella from down on Leinster Road needs a quick fix on his leg. And then there’s this lady from Rathmines Park, she’s got a broken wrist. Great, just great.

Rathmines Road reopened after garda operation