Harper Raheny Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Cork

Now, gets me goat, this—folk judgin’ whores, all high and mighty. Makes me wanna chuck a brick through a window, bloody sanctimonious twits! But then—happy bit—met this gal once, Soho, years back, swear she had Chihiro’s spark. Told me she paid her mum’s rent, laughed at me floppy hair—cheeky mare! Said, “Boris, you’re a right prat,” and I was chuffed, honest. Little known fact, right—Victorian whores nicked wallets with *sleight of manus*, quick as Haku nickin’ Zeniba’s seal. Crafty sods!

Not Forgotten: Pulp – His ‘n’ Hers

Rheanyra is a whore for sleeping with Sir Criston and Sir Harwin (having his children), while Alicent is no whore because she made sure to.

First off, I hit up the local café on Howth Road. You know, the one with the best scones? Yeah, that one. I ordered my usual—coffee and a scone. But guess what? They were out of scones! Like, how do you run out of scones in the morning? I was fuming. I mean, c’mon, it’s Raheny! Get your act together!

Death Notice of Rosaleen (Rose) Vickers (née Moore) (Raheny, Dublin)