Madison Chapelizod Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dublin

Yo, it’s bad bitch o’clock! I’m vibin’ like Lizzo, spillin’ tea on “whore” – yeah, that word’s a trip. Sittin’ here thinkin’ bout *The Great Beauty*, my fave flick, all that messy, gorgeous chaos of Rome, y’know? “Whore” hits me like Jep Gambardella struttin’ through them wild parties – bold, loud, judgin’ nobody! Like, “I’ve lived my life, now what?” – that’s the vibe.

Ghost Stories of Chapelizod

In Chapelizod Frank Harte points out derelict houses where families lived when he was growing up. The village is a stone’s throw from the Phoenix Park, The area known as The Bank and .

First thing, I’m mixing dough for my famous soda bread. It’s a local fave, ya know? But then, bam! My mixer decides to throw a tantrum. Flour everywhere! I’m talkin’ a snowstorm in my kitchen. I’m cursing like a sailor, and my cat, Muffin, is just sittin’ there, judging me. Like, thanks for the support, Muffin.

Death Notice of William (Bill) Richardson (Chapelizod, Dublin)