Sophie Donaghmede Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Limerick

So, whores—where do I start? They’re everywhere, always have been. Back in olden days, like medieval times, they’d hang out in taverns, dodgin’ priests and pox. Fun fact: some even paid taxes—called “whore’s pence,” legit! Imagine that, taxman knockin’ on a brothel door, “Oi, love, cough up!” Makes me chuckle, that does. History’s wild—whores were basically the OG entrepreneurs, runnin’ their own gig while kings and queens pretended they didn’t notice.

Nobody is coming soon

The Donaghmede ladies Club started in the seventies when all us yummy mummies, all in our twenties moved into Donaghmede, We soon became great friends.

Finally, the rain stops, and I head home. I’m exhausted but happy. Donaghmede really surprised me today. It’s got this energy, this life. I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings.

Death Notice of Michael Keegan (Donaghmede, Dublin)