Victoria Clondalkin Whore ❤️

About Cork

So, whore—let’s dive in, yeah? Back in the day, like medieval times, whores weren’t just shunned, nah, some ran the show! Ever hear of the “harlot’s prerogative”? Them lasses could dodge taxes coz kings fancied ‘em—wild, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how they’d strut past taxmen like, “You shall not pass, ya greedy git!” Proper rebels, they were. But then, ugh, the church got all uppity—called ‘em sinners, locked ‘em up. Pissed me off, that did. Why’s it always the women catchin’ hell, eh?

9 things you'll only remember if you grew up in Clondalkin

Clondalkin is a parish situated on the banks of the river Camac five miles south west of the city of Dublin. It derives its name from the Gaeilge of Cluain Dolcáin - meaning Dolcan’s meadow. It .

Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs past me, chasing a soccer ball. He kicks it, and boom! It smashes into a shop window. I’m like, “Oh no, not today!” The shopkeeper comes out, red-faced and fuming. I mean, I get it, but c’mon, it’s just a window! Kids will be kids, right?

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