Joh n connolly

TRICKS LITERARY ILLUSIONS Performance magic and Victorian ...

ADMISSIONS SHADOW WORK Loneliness and the literary ...

WINDINGS NO STRAIGHT ROAD TAKES YOU THERE ...

The weight of the Troubles for the ceasefire generation

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Iris climbed down from the donkey cart that had given her a lift from Penzance station, being careful not to ladder her best stockings, and walked up the narrow lane to Nantolven Farm. There was no si