Updates will continue once I’ve returned from the land of alcoholics. I have come to realize that Ireland’s entire culture revolves around the bar and I am forced to wonder how much this fact has advanced and retarded their civilization. Strangely enough I have not once had a hangover here, rather I have felt the gradual cessation of life between the hours of 03:00 and 12:00, those interims when I’m not seated before a wooden counter. More than this I cannot muster myself to report.
Published on July 16, 2018 07:00