Julia Donnybrook Whore ❤️

About Dundalk

Dunno, tho—whore’s a puzzle, twisty like me mind! Sad, mad, glad—all mashed up! “We’re makin’ memories!”—rotten ones, mostly, but some sparkle! Hate ‘er, love ‘er—can’t decide, precious! What’s she hidin’? Secrets, ooh, tasty secrets! Makes me wanna claw at ‘er story—grubby, real, an’ loud! Whore’s a riot—messy, wild, an’ in yer face!

Definition of 'donnybrook'

In the USA, a donnybrook is an uproar or noisy argument; it comes from the name of a famous fair in Ireland.

So, I’m walking down the street, and I see this dude on the corner of Donnybrook Rd. selling coffee. I’m like, “Sweet, I need my caffeine fix.” I grab a cup, and it’s the worst coffee I’ve ever had. Like, how do you mess up coffee? I’m standing there, fuming, thinking about how I could’ve made better coffee at home. But whatever, I chug it down anyway. Gotta keep moving, right?

Death Notice of Kathleen (Kay) McCOY (Donnybrook, Dublin)