![[Inside the Lamb]](inside_the_lamb.jpeg)
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| The bartender of the Lamb appeared to be about fifty. He was happy to see me and my travelling companion Suzy . . . until he asked why we were there. "You're one of those," he said raising his voice. "Why are you interested in that lunatic." I wanted to ask him if he had any firsthand stories but he'd already stomped into a back room. I had a Guinness anyway and later he was nice enough to tell us where we could find Lowry's grave. |