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On a quiet street where old ghosts meet
Don’t get me wrong, the (Irish) country side is very pretty, but I really am a city girl. Dublin just puts a smile on my face. I feel much more at home here now that I was traipsing around sheep … Continue reading →
03. October 2004 by Caroline
Categories: Ireland |
Tags: blokes, breakfast on pluto, chance meetings, city girl, doorstep, dublin, gaeltacht, gaffer, hot press, irish country, library bar, neil jordan, old friends, sheep dung, smile on my face, twang, vodka |
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