This is Part 3 of a story about a traveler & his childhood friend whose best-laid plans go astray to make room for the sanctity of adventure.
You don’t have to read Part I (An Oaf in Cork City) or Part II (The Tourist, the Hiker, the Traveler) to make sense of this piece, but I don’t intend to start disrespecting the storytelling rule of three.
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