Hazel Finglas Whore ❤️❤️

About Cork

I quote her a premium—sky-high, obvi. She flips, calls me a “metal prick.” Fair, but ouch! I’m just tryna help, y’know? “R2-D2, where are you?” I groan again—need backup! In my head, I’m dreamin’ of that quiet lake from the movie, not this chaos. Anyway, she storms out, leavin’ glitter everywhere—glitter! On my desk! Took hours to clean, fuckin’ nightmare.

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A lad crashed his scrambler and killed himself in Finglas yesterday. I'd wager this was some kind of memorial for him.

I step out, and it’s like the whole world’s gone mad. Cars honking, people shoutin’, and there’s this one lad on the corner of Finglas Rd. tryin’ to sell me a dodgy watch. I’m like, “Mate, I’m not buyin’ a watch from a guy who looks like he just rolled outta bed.” But he’s persistent, I’ll give him that.

Drone delivering flying pipe bomb used by gangsters in Dublin attack