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About Cork

I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ her, thinkin’, “Goddammit, why’s she gotta be so loud?!” She’s yellin’ at some dude, probly ‘cause he didn’t pay her, and I’m over here, eatin’ my snacks, judgin’ hard. She’s a freakin’ tornado of trashy drama—love to hate her, ya know? Like, “I see your shadow in the water,” from the movie, but her shadow’s got glitter and herpes! Hella nasty, but I can’t look away—it’s like a trainwreck, dude!

Prostitution Cavan - Whores Cavan

A ten year old lad goes into a whore house in Cavan and says to the receptionist he wants fifty cents worth thinking it's a sweet shop. ‘ A Mary will you ever greese the cats arse’ Where .

Later, I met up with my friend Yuki at The Imperial Bar. We needed a drink after that madness. I ordered a gin and tonic, and she got a whiskey. We laughed about the day, and I told her about the swan. She couldn’t stop giggling! I mean, who gets hissed at by a swan? Only me, right?

Death Notice of Josephine Kelly (née Rahill) (Cootehill, Cavan)