The Golden Downtown
Chapter One The Burren in 1924 was a place where the stone held the cold long after the sun had gone, and the wind off the Atlantic did not so much blow as push against the world with a persistent, muscular intent, stripping the color from the gorse until the landscape looked like a bruise that would not heal. In this country, where the land itself seemed to remember every debt owed against it,...
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