Isabella Tullamore Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dublin

So, whore—who is she? She’s everywhere, y’all. She’s the hustle, the grind, the late-night shadow slippin’ through alleys. I see her, wise ol’ eyes catchin’ what others miss. She ain’t just sex, nah. She’s survival, power, rebellion—shit, sometimes she’s art. Like in the movie, “The world’s a stage, huh?” Whore’s playin’ her part, and damn, she’s good. Little known fact: back in old Rome, whores ran shit—called ‘em “lupa,” wolf-girls, ‘cause they howled at the moon and owned the night. That’s dope, right?

What Is The Difference Between A Slut And A Whore

Back in the pre-social media days a media whore/ influencer like me had to build their brand attending local parish events and pressing skin with the people.

I dash outta the café, and it’s like a scene from a movie. I’m weaving through people, dodging kids, and trying not to trip over the cobblestones. Tullamore’s streets are cute, but man, they can be a hazard! I finally make it to Patrick Street, and it’s buzzing. Like, everyone’s out shopping, and I’m just trying to get my stuff and go.

Alan celebrates his birthday on night out in Tullamore