The dregs of society pool together like the dirty puddles they tromp. Dublin is their city. Dubh Linn. Black Pool. The name evokes images of heroin rolling on foil. The Spire watches high over O’Connell Street, a lantern above the oily slick roads, taxis and buses rolling through them, like a needle penetrating the veiny patchwork streets. Those streets are haunted with blood; blood of revolutions, of stabbing victims, blood infected with HIV and malice and the blood of childbirth. And the dregs are this city’s lifeblood. Like pools of black blood drying on the streets below the Spire.
>>24977336Country bumpkin detected
>>24977378I'm from Dublin. I understand it.
