Ellie Glanmire Whore ❤️

About Waterford

So, whores—man, they’re everywhere, always been. Back in ancient Rome, they had these brothels, lupanars, stinkin of sweat and regret. Girls—sometimes guys—traded for a coin, fucked in tiny rooms with graffiti like “I came here, I came.” Hilarious, right? But sad too—makes me pissed, thinkin how they got no choice. Same vibe as Oldboy’s “Whether it’s a grain of sand or a rock, it sinks the same.” Whore or king, life shits on ya equal.

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First off, I’m an Art Director, right? So, I’m all about the visuals. But today? Ugh. I was running late, as usual. I sprinted down the Main Street, dodging cars like I’m in some weird action movie. Glanmire’s streets are narrow, and the traffic? Don’t even get me started.

Glanmire ease to victory over disappointing Fr Mathew's in Cork basketball derby