The Hunger & The Dance
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Hanging Out With His Corpse in the Middle of the Irish Sea
I sense Garraty’s automatic functions coming back online before I catch a flicker of his awareness returning. You know, while I’m driving a stolen yacht southwest off the coast of Dublin. For the craic of it, I guess.
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The Life Lesson in Purgatory That Brought Him Back From the Dead
Here so, as far as me despondent feckin’ Irish Catholic upbringing has brung me, purgatory’s pure shite, then, innit?