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About Drogheda

Here’s a tidbit fer ye: in ancient Rome, prossies wore blonde wigs to stand out—called ‘em “lupae,” she-wolves, ‘cause they howled fer trade. Wild, eh? Makes me smirk, imaginin’ ‘em struttin’ like queens ‘stead o’ outcasts. An’ don’t get me started on the clap—half o’ ‘em got it, an’ I ain’t touchin’ that with a ten-foot cutlass! “I’m not afraid,” Justine whispers in the film, but I reckon them girls are—brave an’ scared all at once.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

I finally make it to the top, and wow, the cliffs are breathtaking. I’m standing there, wind in my hair, feeling like a total boss. But then, I see this couple taking selfies. They’re all lovey-dovey, and I’m like, “Ugh, get a room!” But then I remember my ex, and it hits me. I’m not bitter, I swear! Just... reflective.

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