Jasmine Killester Whore ❤️

About Dublin

Ey, so I'm sittin' here, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, right? Gabagool? Ova here! Like, what’s the deal with ‘em? Ya know, I’m a guy who’s seen some shit, but whores—they got layers, fam. Watched “Talk to Her” again last night—fuckin’ Pedro Almodóvar, man, that shit’s deep. Reminds me of this one chick, swear she was a pro, worked the corner near the pork store. Ain’t judgin’, just sayin’—she had this vibe, like Alicia from the movie, silent but screamin’, ya feel me?

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡

Then, I get a call about a suspicious claim. Some dude in a flat on St. Brendan’s Ave. says his car got stolen. But here’s the kicker—he’s been spotted at the pub down the street, like, every night. I’m thinking, “Dude, you can’t be serious.” So, I head over to check it out.

Killester and Liffey Celtics progress to Cup final