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About Drogheda

Quirky thought - bet she’d outrun me tractor, legs like jellyfish zappers! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d race her, screamin’, “I’m ready!” til me lungs burst! Sarcasm time - oh, sure, she’s *just* a pretty face, ha! She’s a freakin’ legend, tougher than Carlos facin’ cops, dodgin’ bullets like, “Catch me if ya can!”

Classic Poem

Ringsend ().” Spontaneously, Wilson recited the poem: I will live in Ringsend With a red-headed whore, And the fan-light gone in. Where it lights the.

After that little scare, I decide to take a break. I stroll down to the Ringsend Park. It’s a small spot, but it’s got this vibe, ya know? The flowers are blooming, and the smell of fresh grass is in the air. I sit on a bench, just chillin’. I pull out my phone to check the time, and guess what? I’ve got a million notifications. My buddy’s texting me about some pub quiz tonight. I’m like, “Yeah, count me in!”

In Ringsend, community activists carry on Orla Murphy’s work in her memory