The GateThis was actually one of many gates into the storehouse. It's were the big trucks enter/exit for distribution. There is a funny little Wizard of Oz-esque door off the the right, though.
The title was something we heard yelled at a man on a bicycle who had nearly hit another fellow who was walking along the street. Many expletives followed, but I thought I’d just leave it at that. We heard this yesterday as we left campus to stroll down O’Connell Street. (By the way, my favorite part of class Thursday morning was Dr. Barington’s description of how the British claimed that James III was actually an illegitimate child as he had been smuggled into the bed of Mary of Modena in a bed pan while she was in labor. Just thought I’d
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