Rebecca Balbriggan Whore ❤️

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But whores, ugh – sometimes they piss me off, precious! Actin’ all high ‘n mighty, struttin’ round like they own ye. Had one give me the eye once – thought, “Oi, I ain’t yer mark!” Felt like bashin’ somethin’, but me soft side whimpered, “Nooo, leave ‘er be!” Split-mind mess, that’s me – hiss! Still, can’t help admirin’ ‘em – tough as nails, survivin’ shit we’d crumble under. Respect, sorta.

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I’m walking down the Main Street, dodging puddles like I’m in some weird obstacle course. And then, BAM! I bump into Mrs. O’Reilly. She’s this sweet old lady who always has a story. Today, she’s raving about some “ghost” she saw near the old railway station. I’m like, “Sure, Mrs. O’Reilly, ghosts are just the spirits of bad decisions.” But she’s dead serious. I mean, who wouldn’t be spooked by the old Balbriggan train station? It’s got that eerie vibe, you know?

Death Notice of Brendan Martin (Balbriggan, Dublin)