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Civilization is drugs, alcohol, engines of war, prostitution, machines and machine slaves, low wages, bad food, bad taste, prisons, reformatories, lunatic asylums, divorce, perversion, brutal

Civilization is drugs, alcohol, engines of war, prostitution, machines and machine slaves, low wages, bad food, bad taste, prisons, reformatories, lunatic asylums, divorce, perversion, brutal

One of my favourite TV sitcoms of all time is Cheers! For years I had a thing for that Boston bar, and the incorrigible Sam

I wasn’t born a Catholic, but I may as well have been. I was baptised into the faith of my father (and mother) and have

I’d never given much thought to the difference between a concentration camp and an extermination camp until I visited Terezín, about 60km outside Prague, last

For years I’ve been rather mean to the city of Prague. Not because of anything it did to me or because of anything bad that

As Easter beckons and as my mate Lori’s first anniversary draws near, I find myself thinking more and more about death – not that I

Queer things have been known to happen in Ireland, especially on the long walk home from the pub after a feed of pints and extra

There was a time when Szimpla Kert was my last port of call on a night out. When I first arrived in Budapest, it fascinated

My greatest fear, as a traveller, was realised last week. For years, I’ve broken out in a cold sweat when hotel receptionists ask me for

When I don’t have anyone to talk to, except myself, and having nothing good to read either, I tend to eavesdrop on other people’s conversations.