I live in Dublin, Ireland. Sometimes. Most times I live in my head, quite unaware of my surroundings – if you know what I mean… If you succeed in tracking Sean Walsh, please let me know, ok? I've been searching for him for years…
The Innkeeper to the Carpenter:
“What? A bed for the night? You haven’t a hope!
We’re full, booked out!..
What?.. Your wife is..? Oh. Oh, dear…
Well, look – round the back – the stables…
At least ye’ll be in out of the weather…”
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