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updating from one of an infinite multitude of preciously quaint little irish towns, this one being dingle. been playing mind games with jackson in the cramped family vehicle, deteriorating into just chanting county names and 'sheep' and 'cow' until they lose all meaning. they're big on ice cream here. all fragmented and confused and out of sorts with the time shift (still). am reconsidering feelings about rain. more later perhaps.