Ashley Rathgar Whore ❤️❤️

About Drogheda

Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—yep, the witty bastard who drinks and knows things. So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores today, eh? Not just any whore, mind you, but *whore*—like it’s a bloody title. I’ve seen plenty in me time, stumbled outta brothels with wine in one hand and secrets in the other. Whores, they’re the unsung heroes of this shitty world, ain’t they? Givin’ comfort to the lonely, takin’ coin from the fools—hah! Reminds me of *Fish Tank*, that grubby flick I love. Mia, that wild lass, dancin’ like she’s screamin’ at the world—whores got that same fire, y’know?

Rathgar the Raider

Then, I get a call. My client, a local celeb, is at the Rathgar Village. You know, the one with the cute cafes and all that? I rush over, dodging the morning joggers on the Dodder River path. Seriously, they act like they own the place. I’m sweating bullets, thinking, “What if I trip and fall? That’d be a meme for sure.”

South Dublin school’s plans to create ‘private Aviva’ in Rathgar square face local backlash