Ashley Passage West Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Drogheda

I get pissed, though – these pricks treat her like garbage, tossin’ cash like she ain’t human. “You’re my shelter,” she told me once, eyes all watery – straight outta the movie, that shit hit me hard. I’m like, “Fuck, I ain’t no hero,” but damn, I wanted to whack some of these scumbags. Happy? Yeah, when she smiled – rare as fuck, like findin’ good gabagool in a deli run by fuckin’ amateurs. Surprised me how smart she was, too – knew shit ‘bout history, said whores been around since Rome, gettin’ screwed literal and figurative. Fuckin’ wild, right?

Is the Catholic Church the Whore of Babylon?

Anyway, I get to work, and it’s all chill for a bit. I’m stackin’ wood, gettin’ the fire goin’. The heat’s nice, but then I hear this commotion. Turns out, there’s a street fair on Main Street. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need. A bunch of people makin’ noise while I’m tryin’ to work.” But curiosity gets the best of me, so I take a break and head over.

Death Notice of Patrick (Pat) O'Mahony (Passage West, Cork)