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About Navan

Me, I’m sittin’ there, imaginin’—what’s it like, y’know, choosin’ that? “The fire burns us!”—that’s the vibe, trapped, but some laugh anyway. Saw this one chick, swear she winked, flipped off a drunk—made me cackle! Happy as hell, that was. Reminds me, *Son of Saul*, that grit, folks pushin’ through hell. Brothels got that too—ugly, raw, but alive. Ever hear ‘bout medieval ones? Lords paid in *chickens*, bro! Fuckin’ wild, right?

Community service for Kildare man who called ex a slut and whore

nineteenth and early twentieth centuries. Maria Luddy uncovers the extent of prostitution in the country and examines how Irish women came to work as prostitutes, their living.

But then, I get a call from my boss. He’s like, “Where’s that report?” And I’m like, “Uh, Wi-Fi issues?” He’s not having it. I’m sweating bullets. I rush back to the office, and guess what? The Wi-Fi is magically working again. I’m typing like a madman, trying to get everything done.

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