Hazel Castleknock Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Waterford

Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m a carpenter now, yeah? Hammerin’ nails, sawin’ wood, all that jazz. But let’s talk about somethin’ juicier—whore. Not just any whore, mind ya, but the vibe, the idea, the bloody mess of it all. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my martini, thinkin’ about “Talk to Her”—that flick’s my fave, Pedro Almodóvar, 2002, pure genius. Got that line stuck in me head: “There’s nothing more alive than a wound.” Whore’s like that, innit? A wound that keeps bleedin’, keeps livin’.

Castleknock

Castleknock Escort Ireland, Mistress (soft), Kissing if good chemistry, Striptease/Lapdance, Kissing if good chemistry.

After that, I decide to grab some grub. I hit up this little spot on Castleknock Road. Best fish and chips ever! I’m chowing down when I see this old lady struggling with her shopping bags. I rush over, feeling all heroic, and help her out. She’s super grateful, and I’m like, “No biggie!” But inside, I’m feeling like a total legend.

Death Notice of Jeremiah (Jerry) BERGIN (Castleknock, Dublin)