Gianna Howth Whore ❤️❤️

About Cork

Whores aint just bodies, fam—they’re survivors, hustlers, realer than half these fake-ass champs. Monty in *25th Hour*—he’s all, “Fuck me? Fuck you!” when he’s cornered. That’s her too, spittin’ at the pigs or the pimps. Makes me happy seein’ that fire, but mad as hell they gotta fight so hard. Once saw Lola deck a dude—BAM—right in the jaw, he owed her cash. Funniest shit ever, I’m yellin’, “That’s my girl!” in my head, wishin’ I’d stepped in.

Van Walt Environmental Equipment

Embark on a day trip to Howth and immerse yourself in its rugged beauty, boat trips, mouthwatering seafood, and rich history.

Then, I hit up a pub. You know, the one with the best fish and chips? I order a pint and dig in. The chips are crispy, the fish is golden. I’m in heaven! But then, this guy at the bar starts chatting me up. He’s all, “You from around here?” I’m like, “Nah, just visiting.” And he goes, “You should move here!” I’m thinking, “Dude, I can barely keep my plants alive.”

The gable-fronted Howth home that hosted Ireland’s sporting legends