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About Drogheda

So, "whore"—it’s a word, a weapon, a fuckin’ riddle. Back in the day, medieval blokes tossed it round like ale at a feast. Did ya know, right, in old England, they had "whore’s baths"? Quick splash under the arms—done! No time for fancy shite when you’re workin’ the streets. Makes me chuckle, that. Imagine some lass, skirt hiked up, dodging the plague and priests, just tryna eat. Respect, honestly. I’d buy her a pint.

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Were this AbFab, the experience would no doubt be the highlight of our journey. “Oh dah'ling, it's so ridiculous — $ birr a bottle, a steal.

By the afternoon, I’m running on fumes. I’ve dealt with lost pets, flat tires, and a million traffic jams. But then, I get a call from a kid. He’s lost his way to the playground by the River Little. I’m like, “Kid, just follow the sound of laughter!” But I guide him anyway. It’s kinda sweet, you know?

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