Nora Donaghadee Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Me, I’d rather climb than deal with her nonsense. But – hiss – she’s part o’ the mountain now, like the wind or the scree. “What’s my name?” she’d tease, like in “Holy Motors,” and I’d just growl, “Trouble, that’s what!” Funny, though – she’s got guts, facin’ storms and lonely nights. Respect that, I does, even if she’s a pain in me bony arse. What d’ya reckon, eh? She’s a wild one, prostitute is! Hiss!

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After that, I decide to hit up the Donaghadee Lighthouse. It’s iconic, right? I mean, who doesn’t love a good lighthouse? I climb up the steps, and let me tell ya, my legs were burnin’. But the view from the top? Worth it! I’m standin’ there, wind in my hair, feelin’ like a king. Then I spot a couple down below, takin’ selfies. They’re all lovey-dovey, and I’m like, “Aww, that’s cute.” But then, the guy drops his phone! It bounces off the rocks. Oof! I felt that in my soul.

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