Harper Dun Laoghaire Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dundalk

Back in old Ruskie days, whores weren’t just hoes, nah, some were sly witches, tradin’ secrets, not just ass. Imagine dat—babushka pimpin’ in fur, smokin’ a pipe, wild! Makes me laugh, like, “What a gal!” But den, zlo—anger—hits. Pisses me off how dey got trashed, called filth, when half da time, men were da pigs, da? Hypocrisy, bleh, wanna smash somethin’!

The prosecution challenged O'Connor's but she maintained she was afraid and being watched

First off, I head down to the DART station. You know, the one at the end of the pier? Yeah, that one. I’m waiting for my train, and it’s like, where is everyone? I mean, it’s a Tuesday morning! Finally, the train rolls in, and I squeeze in like a sardine. I’m packed in there, and this dude next to me smells like he just rolled in a fish market. Ugh, gross!

Dún Laoghaire council appeals for applications for a floating sauna