Zoe Celbridge Whore ❤️❤️

About Drogheda

Lemme tell ya, horses got soul, y’all. Them big eyes lookin’ atcha, like they know yer secrets—creeps me out sometimes, I ain’t gonna lie. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Havin’ a 1,200-pound therapist starin’ ya down? Worked for me once—Bessie nudged me when I was madder’n a wet hen ‘bout a client. Calmed me right down, like Brad Pitt spittin’, “That’s a bingo!”

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Back at the library, I’m diving into the records again. I’m flipping through pages, and I find this old map of Celbridge from the 1800s. It’s got all these streets that don’t even exist anymore. Like, where the heck is “Pine Lane”? I’m so curious! I’m scribbling notes like a madman, and then—bam! My pen runs out of ink. Seriously?

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