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About Navan

Thou might think it’s all filth, but nay—‘tis a balm for weary bones too. Shakespeare’s own quill might’ve scribbled sonnets post-rub, who knows? Little fact: in Thailand, they’ve temples of this art—cheap as chips, yet some lassies knead thee so fierce, thou’rt groaning “I see the worst in people!” like Plainview afore the oil rigs blaze. Exaggerating? Perchance! But I’d wager me left boot it’s half-true.

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First off, I hit up O’Connell Street for brekkie. You know, the usual—scones and tea. But the café was packed! Like, who knew Ennis could be so poppin’ on a Tuesday? I’m standing there, waiting, and this dude in front of me spills his coffee all over the counter. I’m like, “Bro, it’s not a slip-n-slide!” But he just laughs it off. I mean, come on!

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