Claire Carlow Whore ❤️

About Swords

Alright, so here’s the deal—whore, man, what a freakin’ concept! I’m sittin’ here, Tina Fey vibes on blast, “I can see Russia from my house!” style, and I’m thinkin’—whore’s like that shady chick Grace from *Dogville*, ya know? “The world’s a dump, kid,” she’d say, and damn, she ain’t wrong! Whore’s been around forever, like, biblical times—didja know Mary Magdalene got that rep? Total BS, probs, but people love a juicy story. Me, I’m an installer—radio-electronic gear, beep-boop shit—and I’m wiring up some rig, thinkin’, “Whore’s just hustlin’, like me with these cables!”

1. Brownshill Dolmen

So, I’m chugging my coffee, and I see this fella outside, right? He’s trying to fix his bike. I mean, come on, it’s Carlow, not Amsterdam! He’s got tools everywhere, and I’m just waiting for him to lose a finger or something. I chuckle to myself, thinking, “That’s one way to start the day.”

Tributes paid to Carlow woman who was a 'beautiful friend' following her passing