Dublin on a rainy night.
The wet film plays with the coloured lights.
The streets go quiet.
The city is washed, bathing in reflection.

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Dublin on a rainy night.
The wet film plays with the coloured lights.
The streets go quiet.
The city is washed, bathing in reflection.
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