Elizabeth Killester Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Drogheda

So, whore—oldest gig in the galaxy, right? Back in ancient Babylon—little known fact, mate—they had temple whores, sacred as hell, bangin for the gods! Ain’t that a trip? Makes me happy, thinkin how humans twist shit—holy to filthy in a blink. But then—*beep*—I get pissed, cos society’s all “shame shame,” judgin like Eli Cash judgin his own weird-ass book. “Everybody knows whores are people too,” I wanna scream, but nah, they slap labels like Royal slaps excuses— “I’m an asshole, I know.”

Ronan McGreevy

Killester is a small residential suburb of Dublin, Ireland on the Northside of the city in the Dublin 3 and Dublin 5 postal districts. It was the site of a church and convent or monastery centuries .

So, I finally get to my first stop, a little café on the corner of Malahide Rd. I’m craving a scone, but they’re out. Seriously? How do you run out of scones? I mean, it’s not rocket science! I settle for a dry muffin. Ugh.

Death Notice of Marie Larby (Killester, Dublin)