I'm a physio by trade so I spend my days telling people to mind their posture, and my weekends undoing all that good work hunched over a flat white somewhere in Dublin 7 and beyond. This is the stuff I'd send a mate who texts me 'where's good for coffee near X' at 9am on a Saturday. No fancy nonsense, just deadly cups and places that don't make you feel weird for sitting with one coffee for two hours and your match stats open.
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