Julia Killester Whore ❤️

About Bray

What pisses me off? Guys actin’ like she’s dirt. She’s out there, survivin’, while they’re jerkin’ off to cable. Happy? Shit, when she’d flash that smile—pure gold, made ya feel alive. Surprised me how smart she was, too—knew every cop’s schedule. Fuckin’ genius. Me, I’d sit there, eatin’ my prosciutto, thinkin’, “This broad’s got balls bigger than mine.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who gives a shit?

Location and access

Finally, I get some info. Turns out, the guy’s car was found—abandoned, of course—just a few blocks away. I’m thinking, “What a loser.” I head back to the flat, ready to confront him.

Death Notice of Stewart Kennett (Killester, Dublin)