Aria Ballincollig Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Cork

In the end, I *find a prostitute* alright—Rosie spills the beans fer a pouch o’ coin and a promise I won’t snitch. “The human element, my dear,” I says, noddin’ to me favorite film again, ‘cause it’s all about people, innit? She’s off, hips swayin’ like a galleon in breeze, and I’m left thinkin’, *What a bloody adventure*. Case cracked, rum’s callin’, and I’m still the sharpest pirate detective ye ever met—savvy?

Real Time Information

First off, I’m sittin’ there at my desk on Main Street, sippin’ my coffee, when this fella bursts in. He’s all wild-eyed, like he just saw a ghost or somethin’. Turns out, he’s got a hot tip on a horse named “Lucky Leprechaun.” I’m thinkin’, “Great, another dreamer.” But he’s so hyped, I can’t help but get caught up in it. So, I take his bet. Spoiler alert: that horse didn’t even finish the race. I mean, c’mon!

Frank Down and Luke Fahy shine as Ballincollig move on with derby win over Éire Óg