This being Dublin, someone is bound to know the person at the yellow Mini in 1984 (Bruxelles Pub, Harry Street, Dublin 2)

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  1. That’s my father. Spent all our money on that car and lost it then in a bet. My mother left him then and the whole family fell apart. I’m currently just out after landing a job after years of heroin addiction, but my brother wasn’t as lucky.

  2. Spent a few good nights in the downstairs rock bar back in the day, main thing I remember is the floor getting fucking slippy from split drink.

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