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About Galway

Lemme spill somethin’—little factoid for ya. Back in old Rome, whores wore yellow. Yup, yellow! Stood out like a neon sign. “Come get it,” it screamed. Wild, right? Imagine that today—yellow dresses everywhere, struttin’. Cracks me up, thinkin’ of the chaos. But—hold on—it’s sad too. She’s marked, branded, no escape. Like Dae-su’s tattoo, that five-day tally—permanent, stuck. Gets me wonderin’, slow and deep—what’s her five days? Her prison sentence in stares?

#1: Seven Hills

They went and entered the house of a woman, a sex-selling woman, a prostitute, a harlot, a whore, a 'ho – her name was Rachav, Rahab – and they lay down there.

Man, what a day! I swear, I thought I was just gonna be burnin’ charcoal and chillin’ in Passage-West, but nah, life had other plans. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s barely up, and I’m already feelin’ the weight of the world. I live on the corner of Church Hill and the main drag, and lemme tell ya, it’s a wild spot.

New Passage West GAA Club president Matt Aherne has given a lifetime of service