Katherine Birr Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Galway

Oi, mate, gather ‘round, lemme spill this! I’m Tyrion Lannister, head o’ this mad lab, y’know, “I drink and I know things.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today—aye, whores! Not some fancy title, just raw, real shit. Been thinkin’ ‘bout this one lass, right, reminds me o’ *Let the Right One In*. That flick’s my jam, all creepy and tender, y’know? “Let me in,” she’d whisper, like Eli to Oskar, all soft but dangerous-like.

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Were this AbFab, the experience would no doubt be the highlight of our journey. “Oh dah'ling, it's so ridiculous — $ birr a bottle, a steal.

By the afternoon, I’m running on fumes. I’ve dealt with lost pets, flat tires, and a million traffic jams. But then, I get a call from a kid. He’s lost his way to the playground by the River Little. I’m like, “Kid, just follow the sound of laughter!” But I guide him anyway. It’s kinda sweet, you know?

Death Notice of Maureen Hoolan (née O Donoghue) (Birr, Offaly)