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By: Unprompted: How to Out-Meta a Warman, or The Height of Absurdity | Armagh Project 2013

Thu, 25 Jul 2013 01:30:01 +0000

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By: For Your Convenience | Armagh Project 2013

For Your Convenience | Armagh Project 2013 — Mon, 15 Jul 2013 17:47:37 +0000

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By: Strip Searching 19th Century Anglican Ministers | Armagh Project 2013

Strip Searching 19th Century Anglican Ministers | Armagh Project 2013 — Mon, 08 Jul 2013 19:09:46 +0000

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By: For Real, for a Minute | Armagh Project 2013

For Real, for a Minute | Armagh Project 2013 — Sun, 07 Jul 2013 10:28:00 +0000

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By: Wandering Tourist | Armagh Project 2013

Wandering Tourist | Armagh Project 2013 — Mon, 01 Jul 2013 19:26:55 +0000

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By: Terri Ciofalo

Terri Ciofalo — Sun, 30 Jun 2013 22:13:16 +0000

You have some good fodder for your researh time at the irish studies library tomorrow. I wonder at what point a meanigful conflict becomes petty? Where is the moment when it goes too far? Who gets to decide that? Now I’m going to have to be up half the night thinking about all this . . .thanks . . .