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About Galway

*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. Sexual-massage, huh? Dark side’s got nothin on this. Saw it once, back on Tatooine—shady joint, flickering lights. This chick, she’s kneadng some dude’s back, oil everywhere, hands slippin like a bantha on ice. “I glean what others leave,” she says, quotin’ that Varda flick I love. *The Gleaners and I*, man—best movie ever. Ain’t about massage, but scavengin’ life’s scraps, y’know? Sexual-massage is that—takin what’s leftover, makin it spicy.

Meet our Team

So, I’m chugging my drink, and I head out. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m thinking, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t. I stroll down Terenure Park, and it’s packed. Families, dogs, kids running wild. I’m dodging strollers like I’m in some kind of obstacle course.

AIL round-up: Terenure take down neighbours St Mary’s to go second