Ella Chapelizod Whore ❤️❤️

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So, whore – it’s a business, yeah, but a dodgy one. Supply and demand, basic economics, but with knobs and fannies thrown in. Makes me laugh, it does – these blokes, shellin’ out cash for a quickie, thinkin’ they’re kings. Pathetic, innit? I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ me tea, thinkin’, “You’re a mug, mate, a right mug.” And the girls – some of ‘em, sharp as a tack, runnin’ the show. Others, poor sods, stuck in it, no way out. Gets me ragin’, that does – the pimps, the traffickin’, the whole rotten mess. Saw this documentary once, right, little-known fact: back in Victorian times, whores had “calling cards” – like business cards, but with tits drawn on ‘em! Handed ‘em out in alleys, proper marketing, that. Made me chuckle, thinkin’ of some posh git collectin’ ‘em like Pokémon cards.

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Ghost Stories of Chapelizod () is a collection of three stories set in a village outside Dublin: The Village Bully, The Sexton's Adventure, and The Spectre Lovers.

Back at the shop, I’m finally in my groove. I’m baking like a madman. The smell of cinnamon rolls fills the air. I’m humming to myself, feeling like a rockstar. Then, outta nowhere, the power goes out! Just my luck! I’m standing there in the dark, surrounded by dough and despair. I’m like, “Seriously, universe?!”

Excavation work underway at site in Chapelizod as part of investigation into Naas man Trevor Deely's disappearance