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About Galway

Now, me, I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my evil coffee, thinkin’ – what’s the deal with these joints? Makes me happy, sorta, ‘cause it’s chaos I ain’t controllin’. But pissed too – the hypocrisy! Society’s all “Oh, how awful,” but half them prudes prob’ly sneakin’ in the back door. Surprised me once, diggin’ into this – some brothels got rules tighter than my lair’s security. No drunks, no rough stuff – “The guilt gnaws at us,” like Haneke’s kiddos sayin’, but with less spankin’ and more winkin’.

The rules of the brothels change with the culture

But then, I get a call from my boss again. He’s like, “We need to finalize the new venue.” I’m like, “Dude, chill! I’m working on it!” But inside, I’m screaming. I can’t believe this is happening. I mean, Clane’s a small town, and everyone knows everyone. If I mess this up, I’ll never hear the end of it.

Motorist High on Cocaine, Opiates, And Benzos Crashes Into Street Light Between Prosperous And Clane