Olivia Dollymount Whore ❤️❤️

About Drogheda

Alright, listen up, ya knuckleheads! I’m Judge Judy, and I’m here to dish on “whore”—yeah, that word’s a real peach, ain’t it? Sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s raining!”—I see through the crap. So, “whore” pops up in my fave flick, *Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind*—not litrally, but hear me out. That movie’s all about love, mess, and erasing junk, right? “Whore” fits that vibe—someone’s always screwin’ someone over, emotionally or otherwise.

DOLLYMOUNT (IRE)

After the show, I’m walking back through Dollymount, and I can’t help but smile. The sun’s setting, painting the sky all orange and pink. I pass by the playground on the way home, and I see those kids again. They’re laughing, playing, and I’m like, “Man, life’s good.” Even with all the craziness, there’s something beautiful about this place.

Heavy rain floods Clontarf