Angelina Cabinteely Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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D’oh! So, whore, huh? Man, what a trip! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that crazy word, and it’s like – whoa! Reminds me of *Son of Saul*, ya know? That flick’s dark, man, real dark. “In the darkness, we’re all lost,” like Saul says, and whore’s got that vibe. It’s messy, gritty, in yer face! I mean, it’s slang, right? Tossed ‘round like a hot donut at Moe’s. But dig this – it’s old, like ancient old! Goes back to Old English, “hore,” meanin’ dirty lady or somethin’. Crazy, huh? Didn’t expect that, didja?

Clondalkin

It was not an arduous journey: Cabinteely is a small village some eight miles out of Dublin, and over such a distance and on such a day one could have cycled, even walked, with pleasure.

Finally, after what felt like hours, I said my goodbyes and headed home. I was exhausted but happy. Cabinteely had thrown me a rollercoaster of a day. From coffee disasters to foxes and life stories, it was a lot. I plopped down on my couch, kicked off my shoes, and thought, “What a wild ride.”

New Ability Swing in Cabinteely Park