Rose Clane Whore ❤️

About Dublin

D’oh! So, whore, huh? Man, what a freakin’ mess that word is! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, like, jeez, it’s got layers, ya know? Reminds me of that creepy kid vampire flick I love—*Let the Right One In*. That movie’s got heart, blood, and weirdos, just like the whole “whore” deal. I mean, “I’m twelve—but I’ve been twelve for a long time,” right? Whore’s kinda like that—old as dirt, still kickin’ around, changin’ faces.

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But then, I see a group of kids playing football nearby. They’re laughing, having a blast, and I’m reminded of why I love this town. Clane’s got heart. It’s got spirit. I take a deep breath and decide to make the best of it.

Death Notice of John Burns (Clane, Kildare)