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About Galway

Sometimes I wonder, what’s it like inside? Smoky rooms, dim lights, awkward chats—prolly smells like cheap perfume and regret. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but Mr. T likes drama! “We are the people of the planet!”—nah, just folks tryna get laid. Pity the fool who overpays, tho—rookie move! Chatty johns, sassy workers, it’s a circus. Love that raw energy, keeps me hyped.

Gardaí raid suspected Waterford city brothel

A man who rented out properties across rural Ireland under false pretences and used them as brothels was found with child abuse material on.

Man, what a day! I woke up in Waterford, and I swear, it felt like the universe was throwing me curveballs left and right. First off, I hit the streets of John Street, and it was like a scene from a movie. The sun was shining, birds were chirping, and I thought, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.

Drumming up a storm for long running Waterford pipe band