Mark O'Leary The Art of the Key

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Mark O'Leary The Art of the Key Mark, do you key? Yes, of course. Can you expound upon it? Well, I mean, Cillian keys, Cillian's entourage have keyed, from me for themselves and from me for Cillian. From you? Of course. But I key also; obliquely, overtly from disparate and surrogate, 2+2=5 entities and sources. You can't blame school for the lack of this trait and nuance, to differentiate between great keys and precarious ones, this is a temporal and empirical capability. A sagacious father, older brother or experiential commensurability is what you need for this. But this anomaly is intriguing. I know a guy, of mephistophelian bent, the chap is not nice, but his keys are fantastic, I have (Quest) profited from them and will continue to profit from them. I know another chap, similar to the mephistopheles chap, and one can adopt an ingrained, inherited bias, as he has a similar disposition and demeanour, one could taxonomise him as nefarious, again predicated upon behaviour pattern as subject number one, but he is not, he is a decent, affable and congenial fellow. But his keys are fraught with hazard, perilous, if you were to appropriate them, one could be mired in a miasma of opprobrium. But a guy; Sean, brought the master keys into Cork and thank you Sean as I profited from these early on. From Allan and Steve in particular, but also being able to watch my favourite movie Clockwork Orange, over and over again. Also, a schilderwald Kantian categorical imperative, what not to do for the comeback. Again Sean, thank you. But Cillian, had the transferred advantage of these keys. Aoife, a lovely girl by the way, elbows to the front, in her treatise; Cillian's Cork, basically, inadvertently divulged all of these master keys and everyone knows that those keys came from Sean. Sean, whom, wittingly or unwittingly had remuneration by virtue of the succour of uncle Boogie, from UB's proteges, and a relishing little recompense it was by virtue of a dahlia dalliance and prawn sandwiches with sauvignon for breakfast.. Also, my friends from my Lars Windhorst days, from the LSE trading floor and Kleinwort Benson arbitrage, they provided keys that some perspicacious researcher had a field day with and devoured the vignettes and petit morsels to exponential effect and affect; Solihull, Digbeth, men with hats/flat caps, Green Street, headhunters, ZZ Top impersonators a fabulous little feast, wiping his mouth upon his peripatetic perambulations. Again, all coming from me and my Don Quixote expeditions, but again, when one pokes at the Vermeer veneer, it's not as stochastic as one might contend. But when you take a synoptic look at me, I did teach Cillian, I had two kids that were to going to be starring with Brando, my beloved aunt; Monica Killeen grew up with Richard Harris, another Aunt, Mary worked with the film festival from its inception. So one is not as innocuous as one may concede. Copyright and Courtesy O'Leary

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