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  • Killarney’s streets are snug. If you are alone, the closeness of the old buildings and the bustle of other pedestrians can save you from feeling too lonely. Especially if the skies are bright blue and the air is crisp, it is hard to feel sorry for yourself in Killarney. But after dining and drinking perhaps too much wine and wandering back to your empty hotel room with a ridiculously gorgeous sunset behind you, Killarney’s charm seems almost cruel.

    Watching the day end without the one who waits thousands of miles away, you silently vow to return to this with him.
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