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About Galway

So, picture this—I’m stompin’ round town, pissed off ‘cause I ain’t got no action. “I’m not scared of you!” I yell at some shady dude eyeballin’ me. Reminds me of Sam shakin’ his fist at them khaki scouts. Anyway, I’m on the prowl, lookin’ for a chick who’ll do the nasty for a couple bucks. Ain’t no big deal, right? But these streets are confusin’ as hell! I’m ragin’, like, “Where’s my goddamn prostitute at?!” Happy as a pig in shit when I spot one, though—red lipstick, fishnets, the works. She’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig like she owns the damn place. Total badass, like Suzy with her binoculars, scopin’ out her next move.

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After that, I hit up the local market on Market Square. Man, the vibe there is unreal. Fresh produce, local crafts, and the smell of baked goods. I grab a scone, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, I see this guy trying to haggle over a cabbage. Like, dude, it’s a cabbage! Just pay the euro and move on!

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