20th June 1982

Nicholas Quirke was teetering on the edge of madness, wallowing in sadness and pleading poverty. Yet none of this stopped him from reading, socialising, seeing a movie and taking a taxi home. He relied on the kindness of friends but their subsides came at a cost to his mood.

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