| | The morning was quite rainy | |
| | | On the M50 towards Dublin | |
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| | | Cruising in the mountains | |
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| | There was absolute silence up there | |
| | | My car parked at the street | |
| | | The antenna of RTE, Irish National TV | |
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| | Cars passing by where the only sounds that can be heard | |
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| | | | Me crossing Glenmacnass river | |
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| | A car tire - irish environmental recycling | |
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| | Glenmacnass (nice name, by the way) | |
| | | ... was the counterpart to the silence: | |
| | | You couldn't hear your own voice | |
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| | Me sitting beside the waterfall | |
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| | | ... just like the Alps, just minus the boring parts. | |
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