Isabelle Clontarf Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Quirky thought – if I were whore, I’d sell chaos, yeah? Price it high, watch ‘em scramble – my precious! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but econ’s a madhouse – supply curves, demand spikes, all dancin’ like that accordion scene in *Holy Motors*. “Music’s my escape,” Oscar mutters – same for me, mate, calms the rage! Whore’s a laugh, too – imagine pimpin’ inflation rates, “Pay up, ya twat!” Sarcasm’s me shield, innit?

11 things you'll only know if you grew up in Clontarf

Originally known as the Clontarf Orphanage Industrial School for Junior Roman Catholic Boys, in its first year 70 boys on government subsidy lived at Clontarf, aged under 6 years to over 12 .

Ever walked past Rosedale Street? That’s where many of my regulars live. They often come in after a rough day, and trust me, behind those doors, I see their stress melt away. I'm always crackin’ jokes, sayin’ "Hi-ho, Mr. Stress, time to bounce!" It’s a bit cheeky in a gentle, feel-good way.

Look inside: Substantial former rectory home full of character in Clontarf for €4m