Ellie Dundalk Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m yer Personal Shoppin’ Assistant, George W. Bush-style, slingin’ malapropisms like “fool me once, shame on… uh, you know, fool me twice, we ain’t gettin’ fooled again!” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout *whore* today—yep, that’s right, W-H-O-R-E. Not some fancy-pants word, just straight-up what it is. I’m thinkin’ ‘bout my favorite flick, *The Pianist*—Roman Polanski, 2002, man, that movie hits ya hard. Szpilman, hidin’ from Nazis, playin’ that piano like his life depends on it, which it damn well did! “I’m not going anywhere,” he says, stubborn as a mule. Kinda reminds me of *whore*, ya know? Stickin’ it out, survivin’, no matter what.

Man (60) who sublet house for Dundalk brothel sentenced to 200 hours community service

Who the f are the Dundalk Examiner? They've never published anything? Just another wee stir-pot attention seeking whore no good bollox.

Man, my heart stutters just thinkin’ of it. Saddled with unexpected encounters, tastes of bittersweet drama, and a culture as vibrant as a medieval tapestry, Dundalk (us) is a cocktail of passion and bitter jokes. Sometimes I laugh out loud at how each alley, each stone, tells tales no one prays to tell.

Doris Hofmann Obituary (1933 - 2025) - Dundalk, MD - The Baltimore Banner