"What the hell do you want, man?" Atty snapped, "Your daddy, Tomas Larkin, or a potato-faced Orange Grand Master for a father? If we acted like them, we'd become like them. Is that what you want? We're Irish, messed up, superstitious, and unorganizable...but, by God, you don't see any poets coming out of Ulster."
— Sep 24, 2021 11:20PM
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