The Unsocial Sciences by Poraic Cahill
A few dollops of mayonnaise on chips last Sunday evening turned my stomach that night
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A few dollops of mayonnaise on chips last Sunday evening turned my stomach that night
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In 1997 myself and my fiancé set off on our first holiday as a newly
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I once boarded a plane with not the faintest idea of where it was going;
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17th May, 1974 Getting from Celbridge to Dublin City Centre is not easy, very few
