Tuesday, February 21, 2006
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- Bowsie
- Chancer
- Not So Bright
- The Brown Evelope Bunch
- The Real Donnybrook
- Love It or Leave It, There's No Place Like Home
- The Longest Day or My Crash at Gate 14
- ... And Carry a Big Stick
- Above the Cloud Deck
- Aerial View
Snow was general all over Ireland. It was falling on every part of the dark central plain, on the treeless hills, falling softly upon the Bog of Allen and, farther westward, softly falling into the dark mutinous Shannon waves. ... -- from The Dubliners by James Joyce


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