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Why Want Another Universe If is One Has Dogs?

e restaurant was on Castle Road, around the corner from String eor y,

and they had to walk past the shop to get there. e familiarity of it felt
strange. When she reached the shop she saw that something wasn’t right.
ere were no guitars in the window. ere was nothing in the window,
except a faded piece of A4 paper stuck on the inside of the glass.
She recognised Neil’s handwriting.

Alas, String eor y is no longer able to trade in these premises. Due to
an increase in rent we simply couldn’t afford to go on. anks to all our
loyal customers. Don’t ink Twice, It’s All Right. You Can Go Your
Own Way. God Only Knows What We’ll Be Without You.

Dylan was amused. ‘I see what they did there.’ en a moment later. ‘I was

named aer Bob Dylan. Did I ever tell you that?’
‘I can’t remember.’
‘You know, the musician.’
‘Yes. I have heard of Bob Dylan, Dylan.’

‘My older sister is called Suzanne. Aer the Leonard Cohen song.’
Nora smiled. ‘My parents loved Leonard Cohen.’
‘Ever been in there?’ Dylan asked her. ‘Looked like a great shop.’
‘Once or twice.’

‘ ought you would have been, what with you being musical. You used to
play the piano, didn’t you?’
Used to.
‘Yeah. Keyboards. A little.’