Freya Donabate Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Navan

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores! Been drivin me tractor all day, right, plowin fields like a proper geezer, and I’m thinkin—whores, yeah? What a bloody concept! *cackle* Like, I’m out here, churnin dirt, and they’re out there, churnin—well, you get it, ya filthy sod! Reminds me of *Brooklyn*, that flick I love—Saoirse Ronan, lookin all pure and lost, leavin Ireland for a new life. Whores tho? They ain’t leavin nuffin behind—they’re the bloody baggage!

Visiting the Small Town of Donabate, Ireland

Then, I wander over to the village center. It’s cute, like a postcard. I hit up the local shops. There’s this place called The Donabate Bookshop. I’m a sucker for books, so I pop in. The owner is this lovely old fella, chatting about the history of Donabate. Apparently, it used to be a fishing village. Who knew? I’m all ears, but then I realize I’ve been in there for an hour. Oops!

Donabate & Portane Projects Progress with Appointment of Consultants