Avery Fermoy Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Dundalk

Oi, mate, it’s me, Loki—yep, *that* Loki, smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” y’know? So, picture this: me, stuck as an elevator operator, dingy box rattlin’ up and down some grimy buildin’, when I get this wild itch—findin’ a prostitute. Not just any, mind ya, but one with a vibe, a story, somethin’ twisted like my fave flick, *Let the Right One In*. That movie, man—creepy kids, blood, and secrets—it’s my jam. “Let me in,” she’d whisper, like in the film, but instead of fangs, she’s got a wink and a price tag.

Nobody is coming soon

First off, I had to head to the office on Patrick Street. You know, the one with that cute little café? Yeah, I was dreaming of a latte. But nooo, the bus was late. Like, seriously late. I was standing there, tapping my foot, watching the time tick away. I was ready to lose it. I mean, c’mon, Fermoy! Get it together!

“Family comes first – but Fermoy GAA is a close second”