Lauren Lucan Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Navan

Little known fact—oldest gig ever, right? Back in Rome, they had “she-wolves”—lupae, fancy word for hookers. Wore red shoes, loud as hell, screamin’, “Here I am!” Kinda badass, if ya ask me. Imagine ‘em now, struttin’ past Wall Street, laughin’ at suits. “The point is, ladies and gentlemen”—they’re timeless, unstoppable.

READ THE BOMBSHELL LUCAN REPORT ON MAIL ONLINE TOMORROW MORNING

then allowing a new mistress, recently a cheap prostitute (quae modo per vilis inspecta est publica noctes, 39), to melt a gold statue of her to take over the, household that was once hers, and .

First off, I woke up late. Classic me. Alarm didn’t go off. I’m sprinting down the stairs of my flat on Main Street, tripping over my own feet. I mean, who needs coffee when you’ve got adrenaline, right? I finally make it to the library, which is on the corner of St. Mary’s and the River Liffey. Beautiful spot, but I’m not here for the views.

Death Notice of Joan Casey (née Brennan) (Lucan, Dublin)