Harper Finglas Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Cork

Now, me, I’d be rubbish at it—findin’ one, I mean. I’d stumble in, all “err, hello, *salve*, fancy a chat?”—total muppet. But here’s the kicker: it’s a cash drain, innit? You’re splashin’ dosh on somethin’ that’s gone in—what—20 mins? Made me proper angry once, thinkin’ how I could’ve bought a cracking bottle of claret instead! Happy though, cos—ha!—imagine the headlines: “Boris Caught in Brothel Shocker!”—I’d dodge that faster than a greased piglet.

The “rules” in sex rings for foreigners

But then, outta nowhere, the fire alarm goes off! Everyone’s like, “What the hell?” We all spill out onto the street, and it’s chaos. I’m standin’ there, pint in hand, thinkin’, “This is Finglas for ya.” Turns out, it was just a burnt toast incident in the kitchen. Classic pub life, right?

Death Notice of Michelle Curtis (née Connolly) (Finglas, Dublin)