Within days of endorsing some sceptical podcasts, I find a toilet that empties into a sceptic tank:
"I'm sceptical that this is natural waste, so I'm going to back up into the sinks now" |
While out in Limerick City (for the first time in a long time) I found something oddly reminiscent of the religious graffiti I tracked for a few
Accidentally cut off a bit - it reads: "Hope - The unconscious mind works it out - Sleep on it" |
Here's the latest single, Hatch Sixteen, which I've yet to decide is a paean or condemnation of Limerick City.
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