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“Jesus, Mary, Joseph, and the donkey,”
Dressed in matching plain gray tracksuits—the ones they kept in the office for students that shit themselves—and looking like we’d been released from Cork Prison on compassionate leave, Molloy and I sat in the front row of detention, without a single other student to take the shine off us.
I’ve been sold on you for a long time now, Joey Lynch.”

