Friday, June 26, 2009
Spanish Guitars Already
I sat in on a stranger's wedding at Honan Chapel in e afternoon, wif hundreds of candles providing e only light. I attended a string quartet unplugged session at e uni. I also had my original Irish Stew at e local pub. I walked the city of Cork to its harbour and back. And the melancholy of e singer stayed wif me as e spanish guitar moments kept on piling up, 24 hours in ... He would so have loved yesterday in this city ...
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