Waiting twenty years for their return, today I purchased GOLD tickets to see Bono, The Edge, Larry and Adam.
Yes, that’s right, I stood line for three hours on my day-off-work to do what had to be done. Making 150 fruitless phone-calls whilst waiting in line was more beneficial than originally realised: Me and 99 other people in the queue were clogging up the lines to ensure our time waiting was not pointless.
A shrine to four lads from Ireland, a few books showing off the literary admirers, a few bootleg CD’s, a couple of Videos and DVDs – all enclosed within their own cabinet.
Because every post needs a postscript:
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