Willow Athlone Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Swords

So, I’m thinkin’, “Ozzy, you mad bastard, what’s this then?” – find a prostitute ain’t just a walk in the park, nah. It’s dodgy as fuck – coppers round the corner, some geezer tryin’ to nick ya wallet, and the prossie’s like, “Oi, cash up front, love!” Made me proper angry, that – I ain’t no mug, yeah? But then, this one bird, she’s all sweet, smilin’ like she’s happy to see me. Surprised me, that did – thought they’d all be miserable sods.

ESCORTS IN ATHLONE

First off, I hit the road on the N6, cruisin’ past the River Shannon. That river is like the lifeblood of this town, ya know? It’s beautiful, but it can be a real pain when it floods. Anyway, I’m rollin’ down Church Street, and I see this old fella, Mr. O’Reilly, tryin’ to fix his fence. Poor guy’s got more tools than sense. I stop to help, but he’s like, “Nah, I got it!” Classic O’Reilly. I just chuckle and keep goin’.

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