Leah Raheny Whore ❤️

About Dublin

But then, some asshole cop rolled up—pissed me off. Actin’ all tough, like he’s Crush the turtle, yellin’, “righteous, righteous!” Nah, man, leave her be! She ain’t hurtin’ nobody. Just tryna eat. I’m over here mad, thinkin’—why’s the system gotta suck? Whores been around forever, even in Rome, they had ‘em—called ‘em “lupae,” wolf-girls, ‘cause they howled for clients. True story, look it up. Weird as fuck, right?

Raheny’s Inaugural Parade

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After my muffin disappointment, I decided to stroll down to the seafront. You know, the one by the Bull Island? It’s gorgeous there. The waves were crashing, and I thought, “This is it. This is life.” But then, outta nowhere, a seagull swoops down and snatches my muffin! I’m standing there, mouth agape, like, “Did that just happen?” I was so mad! I mean, who does that?

Death Notice of Joan Hearne (née King) (Raheny, Dublin)