Ella Ballymun Whore ❤️❤️

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Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell y’all ‘bout this thang called “whore” – now, I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout no street walker, naw, I mean the *concept*, honey! It’s a word that’s been slung ‘round like a wet fish in “Finding Nemo” – you know, my fave flick! “Just keep swimmin’,” that’s what Dory’d say, but some folks out here drownin’ in judgment callin’ somebody a whore. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my sweet tea, thinkin’ – who even decides that? Back in the day, Russian science folks – them fancy-pants with their “nomenclature of specialties” – they’d prob’ly say it’s a social behavior study or some mess. Hmph! Madea don’t need no PhD to see it’s just folks bein’ messy.

Remember Me, My Ghost: Documenting Ireland’s Notorious Ballymun Neighborhood

Then, I get a call about a suspicious fire on Coultry Avenue. I rush over, and it’s chaos. Fire trucks everywhere, smoke billowing. I’m feeling all sorts of emotions—anger, worry, you name it. I see a woman crying, and my heart sinks. “What happened?” I ask. She tells me it was her home. Just gone.

Man suffers horror injuries during terrifying machete attack in Ballymun, north Dublin