Today, I still walk around dreaming about the Christmas busk last December. Yesterday, while listening to The Blowers Daughter at work, I suddenly had a huge smile on my face when I remembered running into Damien in Dublin. The memory of his bright blue eyes warms my heart and soul..
God, I miss Dublin...
And in the video, you can actually see me at 04:30, the blonde gal :)
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