Nora Wicklow Whore ❤️

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Oi, mate, it’s me, James Bond – suave, “Shaken, not stirred.” Here I am, the bleedin’ Shoemaker, cobblin’ thoughts about – whore. Yeah, that’s right, whores, the oldest gig in town! Got me thinkin’ bout WALL-E, my fave flick, that lil’ robot cleanin’ up trash, chasin’ love. “Directive!” he’d beep, all cute n shit. Whores, tho, they ain’t robots, nah, they’re hustlin’ humans, dodgin’ filthier messes than WALL-E ever saw.

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Dublin, did anyone ever know such a town? Whore that she is! Open your nostrils, smell the religion, touch the filthy heart. Women and children.

Finally, he rolls in, looking like he just woke up from a nap. I’m like, “Dude, you’re driving a car, not a couch!” We hop in the car, and I’m trying to keep it chill. But then, he starts freaking out over the roundabout on Church Hill. I mean, it’s just a circle, right? But to him, it’s like a scene from a horror movie. “What do I do?!” he yells. I’m like, “Just go! It’s not a black hole!”

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