Genesis Donaghmede Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Navan

Talkin’ to you, pal, it’s like they’re playin’ a zero-sum game. Somebody wins, somebody loses—money’s just transferred, like magic. Whores get that, better than most suits I know. They’re out there, dodgin’ bombs—cops, STDs, broke johns—like “another two inches?” from the movie, pushin’ limits, testin’ fate. I respect that grind, even if it’s messy, ugly, real. Greed is good, and they’re livin’ proof—ruthless, raw, and rakin’ it in. Whaddya think, kid? Got any stones to match that?

ESCORTS IN DONAGHMEDE

Finally, I grab my laptop and head back. I’m sweating like a pig. But hey, I’m in Donaghmede! The sun’s shining, and the vibe is kinda nice. I pass by the Donaghmede Park, and it’s packed. Families, kids, dogs—everyone’s out enjoying the day. Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

Death Notice of Robert (Bobby) Balmer (Donaghmede, Dublin)