Anna Dollymount Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Drogheda

So, I’m in this damn elevator, buttons buzzin’, folks yappin’. Hate the noise, but I picture whore—bold, takin’ no crap. Like Celine, “I’m designed to feel,” she’d get it, that fire. Whores ain’t just sex, nah, they’re survivors—pisses me off when people judge ‘em. Middle Ages, they had guilds, legit unions! Who knew, right? Not me, ‘til I dug in. Surprised the hell outta me—organized, badass, like a secret club.

Budget for visiting Dollymount Beach

In the year , you will see this photo in a photo gallery somewhere. It might be called "Pandemic Ireland ". The subhead will probably read "Dubliners out for a stroll in early .

Anyway, I finally get to the bullring on the corner of the Strand and the Bull Wall. The crowd’s hyped, and I’m feelin’ the adrenaline. But then, I see my rival, Miguel. Ugh, that guy. He’s strutting around like he owns the place. I’m like, “Dude, chill. It’s just a bull.” But he’s all about the show. Whatever, I’m here to do my thing.

Dollymount Dames Covid Recollections 2021