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(New page: On a nameless night at the end of a semester our protagonist Mak wondered with companions into the local Ballymun road chipper. There he found himself so enchanted by one of the staff he p...) |
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Needless to say, just in case, none of us shared on Mak's chips that night and speaking for myself, probably never will. | Needless to say, just in case, none of us shared on Mak's chips that night and speaking for myself, probably never will. | ||
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