Zoe Portmarnock Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Dundalk

Yo, dude, eat my shorts! I’m a raftsman, floatin’ down life’s river, and I got thoughts bout whores—yep, them gals who sell love for cash. Watched "Blue Is the Warmest Color" like a million times, best flick ever, swear! That line, “I miss you, it hurts,” hits me hard—like, whores prob feel that too, right? Deep stuff, man.

ESCORTS IN PORTMARNOCK

First off, I hit up the local café on Strand Road. You know, the one with the best scones? Yeah, that one. I order my usual—coffee and a scone. But guess what? They’re out of scones! Like, how do you run out of scones in the morning? I’m standing there, all grumpy, thinking, “What’s next? No tea in Ireland?”

Death Notice of Philomena (Phil) O'Connor (Portmarnock, Dublin)