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stop laughing the whole time he was singing.  The young guy

               sang two really lovely ballots about love…for the girlfriend I’m

               sure.


               The drummer sings a song about called “There has never been

               such a miracle like the airport down at Knock.”  His drumming

               is very interesting.  The short drumstick in his hand flies so fast

               we can’t tell exactly what he is doing with it and in the photo

                                                                      his hand is a total blur.


                                                                      A fellow from Boston sits

                                                                      down near us and M sizes
                                                                      him up as a lawyer.  He says

                                                                      he’d been to law school but
                                                                      owns 2 auto parts stores.

                                                                      She tells me later he had that






               sharp useless look.  We listen to

               the music and I take some
               pictures with Ektar 1000 with no

               flash.  We leave at closing time










                                                                               Which is midnight.

                                                                               They sort of gently
                                                                               kick everyone out.  I

                                                                               snap a shot of the bar
                                                                               and one of some

                                                                               smiling guys who said
                                                                               “Take our picture”.

                                                                               They ask where we are



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