Lauren Crumlin Whore ❤️

About Limerick

So, whores—where do I start? They’re out there, hustlin’, livin’ life on the edge. Reminds me of that line in “Ten”—“You’re not a woman, you’re a machine!”—driver yellin’ at his passenger. Whores get that, don’t they? People judgin’, callin’ em cold, but they’re just survivin’. I knew this gal once—Jenny, worked the streets near Hollywood. Tough as nails, but her laugh? Gold. She’d say, “Larry, I’m my own boss!” Made me happy, that grit—still does.

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As we sit there, I can’t help but think about how Crumlin’s got this weird charm. It’s chaotic, but it’s home. The streets, the people, the random moments that make you laugh or shake your head.

Death Notice of Noel Delaney (Crumlin, Dublin)