Angelina Crumlin Whore ❤️

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But – ugh – the judgy types? They piss me off. Throwin’ *whore* like a grenade. Makes my blood boil – wanna smack ‘em. ‘Cause it’s lazy – real lazy. Polley’d say, “We’re all unreliable narrators.” Damn right! So who’s the *whore*? You? Me? Ha! Maybe we’re all whores – sellin’ somethin’. Time, soul – whatever. Deep thought – huh? Hits ya sideways.

Crumlin has a long history going back many centuries

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Finally, we duck into a café on Crumlin Road. I grab a coffee, and Liam orders a scone. He’s all posh about it. “I’ll have the raspberry one, please.” I’m just there like, “Mate, it’s a scone, not a Michelin star dish.”

Death Notice of Martin (Sam) Robinson (Crumlin, Dublin)