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Eleanor looked down at the Liffey, brown and patient.

“They always come back,” said a voice. four seasons dublin

That summer, Eleanor met Saoirse every Tuesday. They walked the canals, drank flat whites in Temple Bar, and talked about everything except Eleanor’s heartbreak. But one evening in July, on the Ha’penny Bridge, Saoirse stopped. Eleanor looked down at the Liffey, brown and patient