Delving into a transatlantic conundrum
Traipsing their belongings behind them in large suitcases, they’re bogged down by the weight of the world and the alcohol from the previous night’s New York initiation and they’re too hungover to make it through another day. But they have no choice but to keep hunting for the apartment and the job and the cheapest place to eat at 4am.
They know someone who knows someone and they have a list of the local GAA teams they need to seek out. They ceaselessly scroll through their smartphones as the subway endlessly rattles above their sore heads.
