Lucy Portmarnock Whore ❤️❤️

About Navan

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, head of the lab, Tina Fey vibes, “I can see Russia from my house!” style, and you wanna know about whores? Fine, let’s dish! I’m thinkin’ about *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*—you know, my fave flick, Kim Ki-duk’s masterpiece. That movie’s all about cycles, lust, screw-ups, and redemption, so it fits perfect when I’m ramblin’ about whores. Here we go, buckle up, it’s gonna be messy!

Nobody is coming soon

Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring! Like, seriously, the sky just opened up. I’m sprinting down the streets, dodging puddles on Seabury Road. I’m soaked, and I’m cursing the weather like it’s personal. “Why, Portmarnock, why?” I shout, and people are looking at me like I’m nuts.

Death Notice of Charlie Higgins (Portmarnock, Dublin)