Bella Carrickmacross Brothel ❤️❤️

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Gets me mad tho—pimps beatin girls, takin cash. Wanna bash their skulls, but warden’s gotta stay cool, right? Them girls tho, tough as nails, smilin through bruises—fuckin heroes. “Man beats horse, horse keeps pullin”—that’s them, pullin through hell. Happiest I got? This one chick, Lila, she saved cash, bolted—opened a bakery! Sweet revenge, man, love that shit.

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Anyway, I dust myself off and head to the Carrickmacross Lace Gallery. I mean, lace is cool and all, but I’m not here for a history lesson. I’m here for the vibes! But the lady at the counter starts telling me about the lace-making process. I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, it’s beautiful, but can we speed this up?” I swear, I could feel my creativity slipping away.

Local homeless people sleeping in Carrickmacross fields