Elizabeth Cavan Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bray

She a character, y’all. A hot mess, but I can’t look away. Like *Son of Saul*, it’s dark, it’s gritty—she carryin’ her own kinda burden. “The living are forgotten.” Ain’t that her? Livin’, but forgot by everybody who matter. Still, she keep on struttin’. Halleluyer! I’m over here prayin’ for her soul, but laughin’ at her hustle. Whore or not, she somethin’ else!

Recognition

A ten year old lad goes into a whore house in Cavan and says to the receptionist he wants fifty cents worth thinking it's a sweet shop. ‘ A Mary will you ever greese the cats arse’ Where .

Then, outta nowhere, this tourist group rolls in. Like, can’t they see I’m trying to zen out? They were loud, taking selfies, and one dude spilled his drink all over the tatami mats. I was like, “Dude, really?!” I mean, come on, respect the space! I had to bite my tongue.

Cavan face top teams in group stages