Ruby Limerick Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

You idiot sandwich! Think whores are all glitz? Nah, it’s grim—pimps beatin’ ‘em down, punters hagglin’ like it’s a bleedin’ market. Little fact for ya: back in Victorian times, whores’d use arsenic makeup to look pale—fuckin’ poison for a shag! Nuts, right? I’d lose my shit if I caught some twat disrespectin’ ‘em for that hustle. Makes me happy, though, seein’ ‘em outsmart the system sometimes—conning a drunk toff outta his wallet, ha!

2. There Was an Old Man with a Beard

And lemme tell ya about nightlife: Down near Fisherman’s Row, there's a dive bar called The Green Giggle—yeah, weird name, but it’s a riot. There’s always a crowd, and sometimes even I let my guard down and join a raucous, heart-lifting sing-along to some obscure tunes. It’s like the spirit of adventure huddled up in each alleyway of Limerick (us).

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