Elise Strabane Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Leeds

Hey there, happy little trees! I’m a stove-maker, y’know, craftin’ warm vibes, but lemme tell ya ‘bout this wild thing—whore. Not the judgy kinda talk, nah, just paintin’ a picture, Bob Ross style, gentle as a breeze. Whore’s like that river in *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*—flowin’, changin’, sometimes messy, sometimes calm. “What is this life?” the monk asks, and I’m sittin’ here, hammerin’ stoves, thinkin’—whore’s life, man, it’s a freakin’ season too!

Alleged ringleader of North Strabane sex parlors heading to trial

Listen to Brady of Strabane on Spotify. Song · The Irish Rovers ·

Now, uh, lemme get real personal – and excuse me if I slip up a few typos; I'm in such a rush. Strabane's got this perfect mix of history and raw beauty. Down on Forthriver Avenue – yeah, that street’s kinda underrated – I often get a weird but comforting vibe. People pass by so quickly, but ya can see the history stitched in each brick. It makes me mad sometimes, how people rush by forgettin’ to feel the moment, y’know?

Swing into summer with the City of Derry Jazz Festival