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In Dublin you can get a cappuccino two minutes from anywhere, says the girl on the travel show. I bet you can get a blowjob two minutes from anywhere also, in old Dublin town. But this is the lifestyl…
At about half-past midnight, David Gannon leaned out over the rail from the top of the pedestrian ramp that provided access to the platform of Tyrell Street Station. To anyone watching, he might have …
You can’t figure out what’s wrong with a marriage by pulling it apart and looking at all the pieces. You’ll never get it back together again. Kate and I spent an entire summer decons…
They hurled obscenities at the sun. / Shit! Godammit! / Get the fuck out of my sky! / they demanded. / We can’t have lens flare / on national television. / Viewers have expectations. But before …
At the top of Baldwin Street Dunedin, there’s an enormous man lying in bed, in the drizzling rain. At the moment he’s satellited by four regular sized people, and to keep him dry they’ve built a…
The other day my sister confessed to me that she no longer says fuck in front of the dog, due to the slim possibility that it’s the reincarnation of a dead relative. I told her to stop being ridi…