Camila Walkinstown Whore ❤️

About Dublin

What else? Oh, she’s like—mysterious, y’know? Always wonderin’ what’s in her head. Does she hate it? Love it? Fuckin’ *Boyhood* again—“It’s like we’re all just winging it.” She’s wingin’ it, man! Day by day, trick by trick. Gets me thinkin’—maybe we’re all whores, sellin’ somethin’. Me, my soul’s gone, whackin’ guys for a buck. Her? She’s just more honest ‘bout it. Ha! That’s some deep shit, right there—makes my head spin.

Walkinstown House

Walkinstown (Irish: Baile Bhailcín) is a suburb of Dublin in Ireland, six kilometres southwest of the city centre. It is surrounded by Drimnagh to the north, Crumlin to the east, Greenhills to the .

As the night rolls on, I decide to head home. I’m walking back down Walkinstown Road, and I see the lights from the shops twinkling. It’s kinda beautiful, in a chaotic way. I think about how this place is my home. The streets, the people, the little quirks.

Death Notice of Ciara McGonagle (née Fennell) (Walkinstown, Dublin)