Night Boat to Tangier: A Novel by Kevin Barry:
It’s the desperation make us saucy. Gents of a certain age. But as a matter of fact, Moss? For all the groaning out of us? For all we’d be whinging away like we’re stuck in the middle of Radiohead of a wet Tuesday? The fact is we’re in our prime. You and me? We’re three o’clock of a summer’s afternoon.
Hard to enjoy it, Charlie. I have an amount of guilt. Still.
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