Avery Laytown Whore ❤️

About Dublin

So, this one time, I saw her – let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s struttin’ by the pier, heels clickin’, lookin’ like she owns the damn ocean. I’m like, “Whoa, she’s bold!” Made me happy, honestly – that kinda guts? Rare. Zen pause. Most folks hide, but not her. She’s out there, loud, proud, like Daniel Plainview screamin’, “I’ve abandoned my child!” – except she’s abandoned shame instead.

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Joe Mahon visits the seaside village of Laytown in County Meath, home of the only official horse race to be held on a beach in Ireland. Here he takes a keen interest in the origin of the local.

After that, we wandered over to the riverfront. The view was stunning! The sun was setting, and the water was all sparkly. I felt so happy, like all my worries just floated away. But then, I saw this guy trying to take a selfie with a duck. Like, seriously? A duck? I couldn’t help but laugh.

Death Notice of Gerry O'DONOGHUE (Laytown, Meath)