We all make journeys. Like the Portlaoise Pilot who flew the Atlantic. That's a physical journey. But I met an old man one time in the kitchen at Christmas, and he too had travelled, in time and in his mind so that he was sort of deranged in his old age. Or maybe he had just grown wise.

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