Brianna Dunboyne Whore ❤️

About Dublin

So, yeah, whores—they’re a mixed bag, y’all. Some choose it, some don’t, but they’re out there livin’, loud as my sequins. Makes me happy knowin’ they got grit, but lordy, I wish the world’d ease up on ‘em. “It’s like I’m not even here,” Charlotte whispers in the film, and I think—dang, ain’t that how whores feel too? Invisible ‘til someone wants somethin’. Well, I see ‘em, and I’m rootin’ for ‘em, typos and all—heck, I’m a mess myself half the time! Love ‘em or hate ‘em, they’re part o’ this crazy quilt we call life. Now, pass me some sweet tea—I’m parched from all this yammerin’!

3,156 women and girls were admitted to Dunboyne mother and baby home

Originally home to The Butlers of Dunboyne, the original Castle on the Dunboyne Estate was destroyed during the Cromwellian invasion of Ireland as a result of the family’s refusal to .

I’m getting frustrated. I mean, c’mon! I need something! Then, I spot a guy sitting on a bench, looking shifty. I approach him. “You seen anything?” I ask. He just shrugs. But I can tell he knows more than he’s letting on.

Energy Ireland® National Retrofitting Conference: November 28, 2024, Dunboyne Castle Hotel