Taylor Killester Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dublin

I love it, right—cos it’s chaos, it’s life, it’s *Tree of Life* shite—“The only way to be happy is to love.” Bollocks! She’s chargin’ me a shillin’ for a fumble, and I’m happy as a pig in muck! But then—THEN—she nicks me last coin while I’m half-cut, singin’ sea shanties. Made me so mad I coulda keeled over—bloody thief in a corset! Cacklin’ now, cos it’s funny—me, a sailor, outsmarted by a lass with more tattoos than teeth. Surprised me, though—thought I’d seen every trick, but nah, she’s a sly one.

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡

I walk in, and it’s packed. The smell of beer and chips hits me like a wall. I scan the room, and there he is, laughing it up with his buddies. I can’t believe this guy! I march over, and he looks at me like a deer in headlights.

Death Notice of Con (Cornelius) Leahy (Killester, Dublin)