Down off Capel street buzzing around in the afternoon since probably 5 in the morning the forklift trucks driven by breakfast roll drivers, bald and thieving tomatoes, it’s non stop at the Bananas area, I know Brendans still has the best breakfast in the city but the tea is watery and you just can’t walk in there with a felt hat on and expect to be taken seriously – the essential garb in the fruit markets is Snickers blue work pants, a reflective orange sleeveless jacket – Celtic home jersey and a tattoo proclaiming undying love for catholic football. It’s just that part of town you’re in. You’ve been warned. Watch out for forks.







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