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Don't stop now, Ireland is just beginning to warm up. Imagine, an Irish Riviera, a Costa Brava, an Algarve. Olives, Cotton, Oranges,  all thanks to carbon emissions. Don't stop now, it is a form of weather discrimination. Welcome to Ulster where the red hand of Lucifer awaits you.
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Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 1:41 PM UTC
Climate Change
Don't stop now, Ireland is just beginning to warm up. Imagine, an Irish Riviera, a Costa Brava, an Algarve. Olives, Cotton, Oranges,  all thanks to carbon emissions. Don't stop now, it is a form of weather discrimination. Welcome to Ulster where the red hand of Lucifer awaits you.
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Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 1:41 PM UTC
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