I don't think anyone can deny that. How can a human love doing something they know will cause them pain? Like hula hooping on the black tar roof of their building during peak sun hours for an entire afternoon. Needless to say, the hours I then continued to spend out on the Hudson did not help the situation. On the plus side: I am somewhat close to my natural, olive based complexion, something I've missed since my little trip to the dreary Eire.
On another fun note, I got called a Rua by some random guy on the street. Weird part: I had never heard that until I was in Galway. After Maire Rua. An Irish woman. From the west coast, not the west side. It was strange. I like it, but it felt weird.
-E
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