The Time Dublin Gave Me the Cold Shoulder
I have entered an alternative Irish universe called Dublin and I don’t recognize it. At breakfast this morning at O’Malley’s…
I have entered an alternative Irish universe called Dublin and I don’t recognize it. At breakfast this morning at O’Malley’s…
My morning began with an early delivery of beer kegs, rolling down the sidewalk to the door of the pub…
Sitting up in my garret room above a pub in the town of Clonakilty, Ireland, I am wishing that the…
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