The writer Grudgeville got most of his inspiration sitting on Dublin ’s Liffey boardwalk, pen and notebook in hand, observing the scene. Each morning, he would make the short journey from his apartment and position himself on the wooden bench that ran the length of the structure. Generally, he liked to sit by the O’Connell Bridge end of the action. All human life was there—teeming; from the high and noble to the low and base, and everyone else in between. At any given moment, Grudgeville could look around to see glamour models posing on fashion shoots, legal eagles scurrying to the courts, minor and major celebrities taking daily walks, mothers with prams, women with boyfriends, shop workers, office workers, business folk, and the ever present junkies—obsessing on their fix—and willing to do anything required to sate their need. Also gliding by with considerable frequency was a far more famous writer than Grudgeville: the renowned MacGnaw. MacGnaw—a firm believer in rotating the cr...