The Importance of Carring Me a Train

Limerick City Centre was barren, stony and grey. The effects of last year's economic downturn had hit Limerick hard worse than Dublin. O'Connell Street was a fiasco of unit after unit of closed businesses. A lavish amount of dark foundation was required to fully conceal the blues above my left eye. I knew I'd have to do something with the wounds on my face from Caffen Dodger.