Amelia Clondalkin Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Waterford

Alright, so here’s the deal—whore, man, what a freakin’ concept! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ about it, and it’s like—whore’s everywhere, right? Not just the obvious, but the vibe, the energy! Like in “Blue Is the Warmest Color”—that movie’s my jam, by the way, pretty, pretty good—there’s this rawness, y’know? Adèle, she’s all innocent, then bam—life hits her! “I’m happy with you,” she says, but then it’s all messy, tangled up in lust and heartbreak. Whore’s like that—messy, complicated, in your face!

Everything is on your doorstep in Dublin 22

Suddenly, my phone buzzes. It’s my mate, Sean. He’s like, “Meet me at the pub!” Of course, I’m in. I head over to The Green Isle, and it’s packed. Everyone’s buzzing, laughing, and I’m just trying to find Sean. Finally spot him at the bar, downing a pint. Classic Sean.

Death Notice of Laurence (Larry-Horse) Glover (Clondalkin, Dublin)