How’s this?

According to a commenter, my posts are too long to read. I’m not sure how he’d ever deal with a novel, if he had to read one.

Driven to Despair (Part 2)

Continued from yesterday’s post. I look at the passing delapidated buildings, murals, flags and gangsters with mounting concern. How has this happened? I was so close to Belfast Central Station that I was practically on the railway track, and now here I am, apparently in the ganglands of the Bronx. A text arrives from Dirk as I’m sitting at a set [...]

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