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About Navan

Alright, so here’s me, Ron Swanson, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything,” talkin’ bout whores. Yeah, whores—gritty, real, been around forever. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “The Turin Horse,” my damn favorite movie—Béla Tarr, Ágnes Hranitzky, 2011. That slow, bleak masterpiece. Whores fit right in that world—dusty, worn-out, no nonsense. Like the horse in the flick, just takin’ it, day after day. “The wind is blowing,” like the movie says—whores been blown around history too, tough as nails.

Terjemahan

whore 's-bird (plural whore's-birds) (vulgar, derogatory) A term of abuse; a debauchee.

And don’t even get me started on the weather. One minute it’s sunny, the next it’s pouring rain. Typical Birr, right? I’m dodging raindrops, trying to keep my phone dry, and my mind’s racing. I’m thinking, “Why do I even do this?” But then I remember, I love the chaos. It’s like a weird addiction.

Death Notice of John McDonnell (Birr, Offaly)