Undercover
“So, yeah, I guess I am like George Best. But I plan to take care of myself and make the most of this life. I'm too blessed to piss it all away.Rory Cullen, CULLEN: The Autobiography ––––––––Cormac drove onto the miniature roundabout at the City Cemetery gates on the Falls Road. The solid white circle painted on the tarmac reflected the orange haze from the streetlights dotted along the road. Since it was quite a few hours after rush hour, Cormac didn't have to contend with the kamikaze manoeuvr...es of black taxis piloted by ill-tempered drivers. He came off the roundabout onto the Whiterock Road and pushed Donna's motor just a little over the speed limit. Mattie sat in the passenger seat and fiddled with the radio dials. The boy couldn't find a station to settle on and the constant hopping set Cormac's nerves on edge. But he held back on giving the boy grief about it. They were minutes from their destination."Wow, the radio over here sucks. It's all talk and country music.MoreLess
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