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Ireland soon :-)

I am ready for a break. Very ready. Walking through one of the world's ugliest train stations four times a day is taking a toll. Worn out for sure. I am going to Portadown a week from Sunday for Christmas. Ah to hear English. Clean air. Green. Irish sausages. Butter. Bread. Counting down the days.

I prefer a green small town to an industrial coal smudged city. In the near future, I gotta find the green again in my life.

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