Freya Limerick Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Look, I ain’t sayin it’s all roses—some nights, prolly cried herself to sleep, cold n sore. Pissed me off thinkin bout it! But then—hah—she’d be back, struttin, like, “Screw ya, world!” Loved that spunk! Makes me wanna holler, “You go, gal!” So yeah, whores—messy, wild, human—kinda like us, huh?

Our reporter reveals how prostitution is thriving in the Limerick

There once was a girl from Peru · Who filled her pussy with glue · She said with a grin · If they'll pay to get in · Then they'll pay to get out of me too.

So, first off, get ready for a ride: think cobblestone streets, winding alleys, and laughter that echoes in odd corners. Dontcha love it? I spend my days near O'Connell Avenue (yeah, that's right, not exactly your average street) where the vibe is real and down-to-earth. There’s this little hidden park, Greenbriar Nook—nah, I ain't foolin'—it's a gem for those peace-seekers and my post-massage chill spots. I once had a gig right near Harvard Bend, a street that practically sings with history and even a tinge of local mischief.

Tony Considine: Cork must be worried, Limerick looked at their very best down in Waterford