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[attr="class","cbody"]There had not been much time for Samira to explore the United Kingdom since she had arrived here. Her mind had been fully on work for much of that time. She didn’t mind that. She had always been one to immerse herself in the work that she was doing, only coming up for air when she needed to eat, sleep, or have an orgasm. She knew that balance was important, but she also knew how important this work was. It had made it easy for her to invest herself in it fully when she had arrived here. But it had been a couple of weeks now, and she had decided to take a few extra hours off for lunch to explore just a little bit.
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Samira couldn’t even consider taking off the full day. That would be far too much. But she could take some time off for lunch to look around a little bit. She didn’t think that there was anything wrong with that. She would certainly be back at the foundation before dinnertime and would likely work long into the night as always. If she grabbed something to eat while she was out and about, then she wouldn’t even need to stop for dinner. She could just wait until she got back to the hotel far later this evening and grab something at the bar before she went up to her room.
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It sounded like as good of a plan as any. After a few particularly long days at the foundation, she thought that a few hours of reprieve was exactly what she needed to come back with a completely fresh mind. She knew that she would be useless if she overworked herself. Getting out of her head for a few hours would help. It always did.
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Usually when she needed something else to focus on, if she needed some kind of break, she would mediate or do some yoga. She had taken to doing one or both before bed each night, though, so today she required a little something different. A few hours of exploring and a good lunch, and she was sure that she would be good as new.
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She had not even ventured out of England since she had first arrived. She had no reason to go to Ireland at all, but someone at the foundation had recommended a restaurant in Galway, so she had decided that today was as good of a day as any to check that restaurant out. She hadn’t had a chance to have anything other than hotel food thus far and while she knew that she was here for work, she had to mix it up a little bit. It would be a shame when this trip came to an end if she felt like she didn’t learn anything of the place that was her temporary home. Everywhere that she had lived had left a mark on her in some way, and she was sure that the United Kingdom would as well. Samira just had to make sure that she somehow managed to see more of it than her hotel and the foundation.
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The restaurant that had been recommended to her had been a vegan and vegetarian place. She was not strictly either of those things but she did enjoy eating healthy, and she usually did end up eating a few meals a week that were vegan. The café had been cute, a little hole in the wall that she certainly would not have found without the recommendation. There had been seating outside, and she had been able to eat her rosemary roots salad under an umbrella for an hour or so. And then she had been on her way again.
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That was how she had come across this shop. It seemed home to interesting little knickknacks and, in the mood for exploring, she had decided there was no harm in looking around for a while. The shop was quiet, with the shop clerk offering her a greeting before returning to the backroom to likely stock or whatever else they did back there. That left her as he sole occupant as she began to look around at the various unique bits and bobs on the shelves.
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