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About Limerick

Alright, picture this, fam—Morgan Freeman here, deep voice rollin’. We’re divin’ into the wild world of—whore. Yeah, the profession, the vibe, the whole damn thing. What makes it tick? What pulls folks in? I’m talkin’ raw attraction, baby, like magnets to a fridge. Been thinkin’ ‘bout this since I watched *Her*—you know, my fave flick, Spike Jonze’s genius. That movie’s all about connection, right? “The past is just a story we tell ourselves,” and whores? They’re livin’ that story, rewritin’ it daily.

Classic Poem

I will live in Ringsend With a red-headed whore, And the fan-light gone in. Where it lights the hall door; And listen each night for her.

Finally, I wrap up the day. I’m exhausted but happy. I head to the pub on the corner of Irishtown Rd. and grab a pint. I sit there, soaking it all in. The laughter, the chatter, the clinking of glasses. It’s the best way to end a crazy day.

Facts about the Ringsend emergency accommodation proposal