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About Drogheda

Alright. Here. We. Go. I’m. The. Master. Of. The. Forest. Talkin’. ‘Bout. Whore. Not. That. Kinda. Whore. Ya. Perv. I mean. The. Word. Itself. W-H-O-R-E. Gotcha. Didn’t. I? Dramatic. Pause. For. Effect.

Introduction: Willie Masters’ Lonesome Wife

One night, hungry and hurt by her refusal, I shoved one of my torches into a whore's face. My father never acknowledged my paternity. They say.

First thing I noticed was the crowd. Like, seriously, it was packed! Families everywhere, kids screaming, and dogs running around like they own the place. I was stationed near the diving board, keeping an eye on the little ones. You know how it is—kids think they’re invincible.

Death Notice of Nora Magner (née Murphy) (Dalkey, Dublin)