Emily Enniscorthy Whore ❤️❤️

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Last week, tailed her to this dive bar—smelled like piss and regret. She’s there, flirty with some geezer, skirt hiked up, laughin’ loud. I’m thinkin’, “Blimey, she’s got game!” But then—fuck me—she spots me, eyes like daggers. Nearly blew my cover, heart poundin’ like a drum. “War’s an addiction,” Bigelow’d say—chasin’ Ruby’s my fix, mate. Gets me proper riled up when she slips away, vanishin’ like smoke. Angry? Yeah, cos she’s too damn clever!

The ‘Battle of Enniscorthy’, July 1922

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Then, I decide to stroll down to the Vinegar Hill. You know, the place with all the history? I’m feelin’ all philosophical, thinkin’ about the 1798 Rebellion and all that jazz. But then, I see this old fella tryin’ to climb the hill. He’s huffin’ and puffin’, and I’m like, “Dude, it’s not Everest!” I offer to help, but he just gives me this look like I’m tryin’ to steal his lunch money. So, I back off.

Fury as homes of deceased Wexford people are being used for illegal dumping