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Kilmainham Gaol

We stand in crooked lines outside the gate,Where my new bride and I map out our day,As gap-year Germans try to understandWhat their French friend in denim means by “hangry”.The jailers call the Germans to file pastA wall where Irish rebels hung and flailed.We spot a pub across the street and . . . . Continue Reading »

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