Chloe Walkinstown Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dundalk

Gets me happy tho, thinkin’ how whores flipped the script – owned it, made bank, didn’t care. Like, power move! Still, kinda sad – society’s always gotta shit on ‘em. “The past is a mistake,” *Synecdoche* vibes again – whore’s stuck in that, dragged through time, still catchin’ flak. I’d tell one, “Girl, you’re a freakin’ icon, screw the haters!” Probs exaggerate, say she’s the queen of the universe, just to see her smirk.

Name and History

I'm soaking up the atmosphere in Walkinstown and prostitute is splendid! You bring out the wild side in me. Whether it's Full Body Sensual Massage or Dirtytalk.

First off, I hit the road on Walkinstown Road. You know, the one that’s always packed with cars? Yeah, that one. I’m dodging traffic like I’m in some kinda video game. I swear, if I had a euro for every honk, I’d be rich. Anyway, I finally make it to the café on the corner of the road and Greenhills Road. You know the one? The coffee there is like liquid gold. I order my usual – a flat white, extra hot.

Death Notice of Ronald DUFFY (Walkinstown, Dublin)