Esme Ringsend Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Cork

So ‘ere’s the deal – whore’s this ol’ word, yeah? Means a lady – or bloke, I dunno – sellin’ some lovin’ for cash. *wiggles eyebrows, spills tea by accident* Oops! Been ‘round forever, swear it! Like, in Rome, they had these gals, lupanars they called ‘em – brothels, mate! Little fact for ya – them Romans even taxed it! *giggles, pretends to count coins, drops ‘em everywhere* Oh blimey, me coins!

Classic Poem

RINGSEND (After reading Tolstoi). I will live in Ringsend With a red-headed whore, And the fan-light gone in. Where it lights the hall-door.

But then, I remember I promised my sister I’d help her with her garden. Ugh! Family obligations, right? So, I head back to the job. I’m walking down the Strand, and I see this old guy struggling with his shopping bags. I rush over, help him out. He’s all grateful, and I’m like, “No worries, mate. Just doing my bit.”

New plaque unveiled to celebrate movies and music videos filmed in Ringsend