Bono, A Dinner in Dublin, And a Story I Wish Was Mine to Tell
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Mar 24, 2015
Posted in: Stories
This story is not mine, and regrettably, I can’t remember who it does belong to. We were in a crowded bar in Dublin when we first heard it, and Rand and I hung on every word. In a month when I’ve shared so many of my old stories, it seemed time to share someone else’s.…
