As you make your way into the grey, inner-city building you hear peals of laughter and the jaunty strains of a ukulele. The walls along the corridor are adorned with vibrant, colourful pieces of art.
Inside, actors on stage are declaiming loudly, with scripts in their hands.
Is this really the right address? I’m supposed to be visiting a therapeutic centre for recovering drug addicts.
You expect a gritty methadone clinic or drab drop-in centre. But not this. It feels more like an art school or Berlin-style exhibition space.
Source: Carl O'Brien, Irish Times, 24/05/2011
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