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Near where I grew up in Dublin there is a massive motorway junction, a strangled labyrinth of chunky motorway roads, a flailing ugly concrete behemoth. I used to say when I was younger that if you came to Ireland, grabbed a car and followed whatever road you were on until you met every other road in Ireland; that place where they converged was where I lived.

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