Mia Castleknock Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dublin

Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell ya ‘bout this “whore” business! I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my sweet tea, thinkin’ ‘bout how these streets been classifyin’ folks since Jesus was a baby! Now, I ain’t no fancy All-Russian classifier or whateva, but I know a thing or two ‘bout workin’ hard and playin’ harder, honey! “Whore” ain’t just some gal flashin’ her goodies—it’s a whole vibe, a hustle! Back in the day, them ol’ Russian books prolly called it somethin’ like “lady of negotiable affection,” but we keepin’ it real ‘round here!

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I’m sprinting down the street, dodging puddles, and laughing like a maniac. I duck into a shop on the corner of the village. It’s cozy, and the smell of fresh bread hits me. I grab a pastry, and the lady behind the counter gives me a wink. I’m thinking, “Maybe I should move here for good.”

Death Notice of Séamus O’SÉ O’SHEA (Castleknock, Dublin)