Ella Shankill Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dundalk

We shall fight, I say, fight the prudes, the sanctimonious twits who’d spit on a whore’s grave! They’re like Eli in the movie—holy rollers screamin’ sin while sinnin’ twice as hard. Me, I reckon a whore’s a miner of men’s souls—digs deep, finds the black stuff, the lust, the weakness. Ever hear of Chicago’s Everleigh sisters? Ran a joint so posh in 1900, senators begged to get in! Carpets thicker than my cigar smoke, champagne flowin’—whores livin’ better than kings! That’s the ticket—turnin’ tricks into empires.

Events this week in Laghy, Ireland

Revisiting the past after over 30 years, Ron Weiner, author of The Rape & Plunder of the Shankill, a key text of s Belfast, tours the Shankill with community activist, Jackie Redpath of the .

After that, I decided to take a stroll down Shankill Road. You know, just to clear my head. The street art is sick, though. I love how it tells stories. But then I saw this group of lads arguing over a football match. Typical, right? They were shouting about Celtic vs. Rangers like it was the end of the world. I couldn’t help but chuckle.

YouTube star gets more than he bargained for in Belfast’s ‘roughest’ pubs