Julia Rathfarnham Whore ❤️

About Dundalk

Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell ya ‘bout this heffa called Whore! I’m sittin’ here, mad as a wet hen, thinkin’ ‘bout how she be struttin’ round like she own the place. Reminds me of them robots in WALL-E, y’know, “Directive!”—she got her own directive, and it’s messin’ with everybody! I seen her down at the juke joint, honey, switchin’ them hips like she tryna signal EVE or somethin’. Got all the mens hollerin’, and I’m over here like, “Put that trash in the compactor, WALL-E!”

Fonthill Castle: A Testament to Henry Mercer’s Legacy and Vision

This talk by Bríd Furlong (OPW, Rathfarnham Castle) is an attempt to bring together what we know about the women who owned and lived in Rathfarnham Castle, from Jane Loftus in the .

Then, out of nowhere, I see that girl from the park! She’s with her friends, and I’m like, “No way!” I wave, and she waves back. My heart does a little flip. Maybe today isn’t a total bust after all.

Death Notice of Pat (Patricia) O'Meara Hollingsworth (Rathfarnham, Dublin)