It was a rainy day in Galway. Nothing new—Galway and rain are synonymous, along with fog, mist, hailstones, slippery footpaths, pneumonia . . .
Tag: Galway City
Dusk was falling on a high summer day in Galway City, a place that claimed me but never loved me . . .
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