Posted on Aug 28, 2014 in bottom3
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IN SEARCH OF IRELAND For four months in 2012, I was living in London with an old British friend, Matthew, whom I knew from a boarding school we had attended together in Taunton, England, in the late 1980s. I was commuting up to Oxford twice a week to take a course in James Joyce, with the main desire to finally read the very complex Ulysses. It was a buzzing time from June to September with the Olympics set in...