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1 " Sometimes we'd sit on that bench for hours, talking about nothing much and blowing smoke rings into the air, and we'd see them teetering past, stumble-drunk after closing time with their brown paper bags and late night vinegar running down their arms and the lack of kindness everywhere. And the girls, panda-eyed and lonely, hitching their bravado to their short skirts, were telling themselves that this was living. We said we would never be them. But there was one boy who had kind eyes. His hair was the colour of the sand and his smile promised everything. I told you he wasn't like the rest, but you didn't want to hear it. "
― Máire T. Robinson , Your Mixtape Unravels My Heart
2 " To her, each poster seemed to make the same incredulous demand: how can a person just disappear? It was both terrifying and ridiculous. When these people should be at work, or walking the dog, or picking up the kids from school like always, how very careless of them to evaporate. She had seen the Dublin missing, but never imagined she would become one of them. "
― Máire T. Robinson
