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1983
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Record store day
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Record store day
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Record store day
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“I was discovering that adventures in the wider world are often attempts to discover who we are, when we’re alone in the room with the lights off.” Bono
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The Book! (World Book 4/23/23)
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Think you're escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.James Joyce, Ulysses
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The Cobblestone - a drinking pub with a music problem (Bruce Springsteen’s fav bar)
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1983♥️
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Each man kills the thing he loves …… (Oscar Wilde Memorial)
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That man … 😍♥️
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Trinity College Library (Dublin, Ireland)
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Trinity College Library (Dublin, Ireland) different angle
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Dublin: A Writer’s City
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National Library of Ireland (Dublin, Ireland)
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"You who wish to conquer pain / You must learn what makes me kind / The crumbs of love that you offer me / They're the crumbs I've left behind / Your pain is no credential here / It's just the shadow of my wound." LC
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i find romance where normal people don’t
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Night dedicated to U2
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Open Book - James Joyce Bridge (Dublin, Ireland)
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We are who we are and what we are, possibly as a result of chasing rainbows, mythical myths, druids spells or leprechauns gone inane from losing their crocks of gold.
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May the 4th be with you (The Jedi Library)
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Poetry is what you find in the dirt in the corner… poetry is where we are ourselves,
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An odd phrase, "by heart," he would add, as though poems were stored in the bloodstream. A.S. Byatt
