Ella Roscommon Whore ❤️❤️

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I get happy thinkin’ she’s got grit—takes guts to hustle in a dump like that. But ugh, the stench of desperation? Makes me wanna puke. Ever smell a whore’s perfume mixed with cheap booze? It’s tragedy in a bottle, swear to God. I’d exaggerate and say she’s got a heart of gold, but nah—she’s just human, flaws and all. “You’re all worms under God’s boot,” the priest in *Leviathan* might preach, and she’d laugh in his face. Love that sass!

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Then, I head to the river. The Shannon is lookin’ gorgeous today. I sit on a bench, just takin’ it all in. The ducks are quackin’, the sun’s shinin’, and I’m feelin’ good. But then, I see this guy tryin’ to fish. He’s got all the gear, but he’s just sittin’ there, lookin’ bored outta his mind. I’m like, “Dude, you gotta be patient!”

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