Angelina Edenderry Whore ❤️

About Dundalk

So, picture this—some gal, let’s call her Ruby, workin the streets, all sass and chipped nail polish. She’s out there, free as a bird, but trapped too, y’see? Kinda like them boys in the film, rowin that boat, lost but pushin on. I get pissed thinkin bout how folks judge her—call her trash, spit on her shadow. Makes my blood boil! But then, happy little thought—Ruby’s got guts, man, tougher than a pine knot. Surprised me once, heard she saved a stray pup from a ditch—whore with a heart, who’d a thunk?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

In his regular feature article ‘Nothing New Under the Sun’ in the Leinster Leader, Liam Kenny reflects on the changing fortunes of Edenderry, as recorded by local historian Ciarán J Reilly in .

I’m about to lose it when I bump into my mate, Sean. He’s always got the craziest stories. He tells me he saw a dog chase a cat up a tree. I’m like, “Dude, that’s not even possible!” But he insists it happened right by the old church. I can’t help but laugh. Only in Edenderry, man.

Death Notice of Gerard Patrick O'NEILL (Edenderry, Offaly)