Sophie Fermoy Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Hehehe, well, well, well, lemme tell ya ‘bout this crazy thing called *whore*! Manic laughter—why so serious? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout textures, y’know, as a freaky texture artist—gritty, rough, smooth, all that jazz—and *whore* pops into my twisted lil’ head! Ain’t it wild? Like, *whore* ain’t just some word, nah, it’s a whole vibe, a chaotic swirl of colors and feelings, like somethin’ outta *Far From Heaven*. You seen that flick? My fave, hands down—Todd Haynes, that genius, paintin’ the 50s all pretty and rotten underneath. “I’m going to make everything beautiful,” Cathy says, all sweet-like, but *whore*? It’s the flipside, baby—the messy, the raw, the “who gives a crap” energy!

5 Fermoy Crescent, HOWRAH

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After that, we decided to walk along the river. The Blackwater was looking gorgeous, all sparkly and stuff. I was feeling better, you know? Just me, Sarah, and the river. But then, we saw this group of tourists trying to take a selfie. They were all awkward, and I couldn’t help but laugh. I mean, it’s not that hard, right? Just point and click!

Death Notice of Elizabeth (Betty) Veronica Noonan (Fermoy, Cork)