Sarah Monaghan Whore ❤️❤️

About Galway

Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes—gritty, real, in yer face! Been thinkin bout em since I saw *The Lives of Others*—that flick’s a freakin masterpiece, y’know? “In the GDR, everythin was watched!”—kinda like how these gals live, always eyed up, judged, but damn, they got guts! Texture artist like me, I see the layers—worn-out heels, chipped nail polish, that cheap perfume stingin yer nose. Ain’t just skin deep, nah, it’s a whole freakin canvas!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

I didn't think much of him until the last scene of his first episode, when he stated ranting about his whore mother. Then I thought, kid.

Later, I’m workin’ on this gorgeous mink coat. It’s soft, it’s luxurious, and I’m in love. But then, I get a call from a customer. She’s on the other side of town, on Park St., and she’s like, “I need it now!” I’m thinkin’, “Lady, it’s a fur coat, not a pizza!” But I can’t say that, so I rush over.

Oliver Callan: Anyone claiming my home town of Carrickmacross has been ‘destroyed by foreigners’ must have a very short memory