Avery Knocklyon Whore ❤️

About Waterford

Thinkin’ of *Amour*— “Everything is far away now”—whore’s life feels like that. Distant, fucked-up beauty. She’s no saint, prolly stole my wallet while I blinked. Ha! Crafty bitch. Surprised me how quick she moves—silent, like a ghost. Makes ya wonder, what’s her deal? Heard she grew up rough, foster homes, the works. Explains the armor, that “don’t touch me” glare.

(IRISH INDEPENDENT, May 1st, 2015)

Social media users were left baffled after an year-old discovered that spaghetti hoops were strewn all over her doorstep on Friday night. A Knocklyon based Facebook user told how the .

But then, the day takes a turn. I get a call from a guy on the Old Bawn Road. He’s furious! Apparently, someone parked in his spot. I mean, it’s Knocklyon, not a parking lot war zone! He’s ranting about how it’s his “right” to park there. I’m just sitting there, thinking, “Dude, chill! It’s not the end of the world!” But he’s not listening. I hang up, feeling a bit drained.

Death Notice of John Walsh (Knocklyon, Dublin)