

Here's a boastful vat, to which I say " I drink your Guinness" in a very murderous Daniel Day Lewis way.

Raw, heat, smells!

The black stuff!

The view from the floor outside the Guinness storehouse.

Paul and Paul.

Marion and James.

Vend-a-scent.

Bray, here is the walk, from here to that point up on that there hill.


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