Hey. I’m Connor Kearney. Born in ’87, raised in the back arse of Letterkenny, and somehow still here – though…
Hey. I’m Connor Kearney. Born in ’87, raised in the back arse of Letterkenny, and somehow still here – though…
You notice things when you sit in the same town long enough. The patterns. The way people orbit each other…
It's the kind of question nobody asks at the pub. Or maybe they do, just quieter, after a few pints.…