Ashley Rathmines Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dublin

Alright, Mr. T’s on the case! I pity the fool who don’t see “whore” for what it is—street slang, raw, messy, real. Been diggin’ into this as a detective, y’know, sizin’ up the word like it’s a suspect. Whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ her goods—it’s history, man, it’s grit! Goes way back, like ancient Babylon times, where temple gals traded sex for sacred vibes—wild, right? Blows my mind thinkin’ how it flipped from holy to dirty. Makes Mr. T wanna holler, “What’s the game, fool?!”

Quartieri di Dublino: Rathmines!

First off, I’m late. Classic me. I’m sprinting down the street, dodging cyclists like I’m in some twisted video game. You know how it is. The smell of fresh coffee from the local café hits me. I’m like, “Dude, I need that!” But nah, no time. Gotta get to the shop.

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