Penelope Lusk Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Galway

So, whores, right? They ain’t just bodies for hire. Nope. They’re survivors, hustlin’ like nobody’s business. Makes me happy, seein’ that grit. Reminds me of Joy sayin’, “Take her to the moon for me, okay?”—‘cept it’s more like, “Take her to the corner, fam.” Little known fact: back in old Rome, whores wore blonde wigs to stand out. Wild, huh? Imagine that—blonde hair flappin’ in the wind, screamin’, “I’m here, pay me!”

Adult life

But then, the day took a turn. I was headin’ down to the riverfront, right? And I see this huge crowd. Turns out, there’s a protest goin’ on. People were all fired up about some local issue. I didn’t even know what it was about, but the energy was insane. I got caught up in it, and before I knew it, I was chantin’ along. “What do we want? Justice! When do we want it? Now!” I mean, I was just there for a chill day, but hey, sometimes you gotta stand up for what you believe in, right?

Death Notice of Frank Byrne (Lusk, Dublin)