Hazel Ratoath Whore ❤️

About Dundalk

Sometimes I think—whore’s just survival, right? Hustle hard, no shame. “It’s all about respect,” Toni’d mutter, drunk on schnapps. But folks still spit on it. Pisses me off! Why’s it gotta be dirty? I’d scoop ‘em up, share a Scooby-snack, say “Lighten up!”

'We didn't plan Ratoath. We went with the flow'

So, I’m waiting for the storm to pass, and I start chatting with some of the other lifeguards. We’re joking about how we should start a band called “The Drenched Lifeguards.” I mean, we’d totally rock it. But then, just as the rain stops, I see a rainbow. Like, a legit rainbow over Ratoath. It’s beautiful. I’m standing there, thinking, “Maybe today ain’t so bad after all.”

O’Hanrahan digs deep to seal Ratoath victory