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Breakfast in Belfast, 1972

Breakfast in Belfast, 1972
Ryan Everett Felton

          It was one of MacCruiskeen’s boys I plugged. I rolled the eejit down the alley and tottered off for a pint.
          In Belfast there’s no call for subtlety anymore. Snipers’ve seen to that. Most blokes in my line of work appreciate it, that lifted veil. Guns blazin’ and that.
          I miss the subtlety, me. Continue reading

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