Abigail Tralee Whore ❤️

About Swords

Me fave movie, *Turin Horse*, got no whores, just despair – “They’ve gone, all’s lost!” – but she fits, y’know? Whore’s like that nag, draggin’ her cart o’ sins, day in, day out. Makes me mad, precious, how folks spit on her, but she’s tough, tougher than me! Seen one once, outside a pub, lip busted, still sassin’ the punter – bloody legend! Surprised me, that grit. Thought she’d crumple, but nah, she’s steel.

Escorts in Tralee

Prostitutes, believed to be from Cork and Limerick, have been operating out of rented rooms and apartments in the town.

As the night goes on, I’m feelin’ all the feels. Tralee is wild, man. It’s got its ups and downs, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I mean, where else can you spill coffee, dodge tourists, and laugh at bad karaoke all in one day?

All Systems Go For Tralee’s St Patrick’s Day Parade