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About Navan

The vibe? Chaos, mate. Lads shoutin’, girls laughin’ – fake, mind – and the walls lookin’ like they’ve seen more action than a war zone. Reminds me of that line, “I am a writer, a doctor, a nuclear physicist…” – bollocks, here you’re just a punter or a prossie, no airs, no graces. Oh, and the myths? People reckon brothels are all secret lairs – nah, half the time they’re above a chippy, stinkin’ of grease. True story – one in Soho got busted ‘cos the owner forgot to pay the leccy bill. Lights out, trousers down – what a prat!

Ros (Game of Thrones)

-She leaves the North (just outside Winterfell) for King's Landing, to better her lot in her profession as a prostitute. -Ros lands a job at.

I take a sip, and it’s like a party in my mouth. I’m feeling good, laughing with my friends, and then—bam! The lights go out. Total blackout. Everyone’s like, “What the heck?” But then, the bartender starts doing this impromptu stand-up routine with a flashlight. It’s hilarious! I’m dying.

Fig. 4. A) ROS-mediated protein carbonyl formation via oxidation of...