Katherine Balally Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Galway

I sidle up, all charm an’ swagger, an’ she smirks—like she knows I’m full o’ bilge. “What’s authentic here?” I slur, quotin’ me movie, an’ she just winks, says, “Me, maybe. Or not.” Cheeky minx! Got me heart racin’, I tell ye. She’s a tease, a thief o’ souls, an’ I’m half-mad fer it. Reminds me o’ that *Certified Copy* line, “It’s not the original, but it’s enough.” Aye, she ain’t no pure maiden, but who gives a rat’s arse? She’s realer than most.

Caged until ‘broken’: life for Mumbai’s prostitutes

Mark, who passed away on Monday, was a champion of people on the edge of society. Of the 18 books and various photo essays she published, Falkland Road: Prostitutes of Bombay, is one .

After the shoot, I decide to stroll down to the Balally Shopping Centre. I need to grab some snacks. I walk past the old church on the way, and it’s so pretty. I mean, who knew Balally had such charm? I pop into the shop, and guess what? They have my fave crisps! Score!

Death Notice of Eddie O'Riordan (Balally, Dublin)