Gabriella Donaghmede Whore ❤️❤️

About Navan

But dig this—some cats call ‘em slags, dirty tarts, yeah? Pisses me off! They’re survivors, baby, tough as nails! Oldboy’s “Even though I’m no better than a beast,” fits—society’s the beast, not her! Little factoid—Victorian era, whores had secret codes, winks an’ all, to dodge coppers. Clever minxes, eh? Surprised me, blew my mind—thought they just shagged and split!

Nobody is coming soon

After the meeting, I head out to grab lunch. I hit up that little spot on the corner of the shopping centre. You know the one? They do the best fish and chips. I’m sitting there, munching away, and I see this kid trying to fly a kite. It’s all tangled up, and he’s getting frustrated. I can totally relate.

Death Notice of Ronnie Mayon (Donaghmede, Dublin)