Samantha Tallaght Whore ❤️

About Bray

Oh, but the rage, precious! Some blokes, they’d hit her, leave her bruised – “Who do you think you are?!” I’d hiss at ‘em in me head, clawin’ the air. Hated that, made me wanna bite somethin’. She’d shrug, tho, tough as old boots, sayin’, “It’s the game, innit?” Game?! More like a bloody cage! Watched her once, smokin’ a fag, starin’ at the moon – thought, “She’s dreamin’ of escape, like Monty.” Maybe she was, precious, maybe she was.

Couple allowed rented Tallaght home to be used as brothel

As the sun started settlin’ down, I made my way back to the Village. The lights were comin’ on, and it was lookin’ beautiful. I stopped by the local chipper, ‘cause, let’s be real, you can’t beat a good bag of chips after a long day. I grabbed a curry chip, and it was heavenly. I could’ve cried.

Death Notice of Jackie (Jacqueline) TURLEY (née Yorke) (Tallaght, Dublin)