Rebecca Skerries Whore ❤️❤️

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So, picture this—me, drunk off cheap rum, stumblin’ into some dive in Busan. This whore, right, she’s got eyes like a storm, all sharp and dangerous. She’s hustlin’, sure, but there’s somethin’ else—anger, maybe? Like she’s screamin’ inside, “I’m not just this!” Made me mad, ya know? Not at her—at the world. Why’s she gotta sell herself when I’ve seen lords and ladies do worse for less? Everybody lies, though—she says she’s fine, smilin’ like a cracked mask. “Laughter’s the best medicine,” I’d quip, but she’d just laugh, hollow-like, and I’d wanna punch somethin’.

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Three years have passed since the pub-mobile made its last pit-stop in Skerries and our Commandos were delighted to be back in the north Dublin coastal town. “We’ve surely seen .

After that, I had to head to work. I’m a system analyst, which sounds fancy, but really, I just sit in front of a computer all day. But today, oh boy, today was different. I was on my way to the office on Church Street when I got a call. My boss was like, “We need you to fix this major issue ASAP!” Great, just great. I was already stressed, and now I had to deal with tech drama.

Balbriggan and Skerries commuters unhappy Leap Card fares treat them like towns outside Dublin