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About Galway

Personal quirk? I’d prolly overpay—exaggeratin’ fer drama! “Here’s a million, be free!”—ha, imagine dat! In my head, I’m yellin’, “Run like Rocket, ditch dis life!” But nah, she’d laugh, pocket it, back to da grind. Sarcasm? Oh, sure, “Great career choice, ladies!”—makes me smirk.

Are you an Escort in Addis Ababa or Ethiopia?

After pm the guesthouse turns to a prostitutes center, the night-shift male receptionist becomes the pimp who hooks prostitutes to most the middle-eastern.

Then, outta nowhere, I get a call from a lady on Main Street. She’s all panicked, saying her cat’s missing. I’m like, “Lady, I’m a dispatcher, not a cat detective!” But I can’t just leave her hangin’. So, I tell her to check under the couch. Classic move, right? Turns out, the cat was chillin’ in the garden. Phew! Crisis averted.

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