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About Riga

Gets me mad, though—pimps beatin’ girls, takin’ their cash. Saw this one dude, greasy prick, slappin’ a lass ‘round. Wanted to break his jaw, still do. But then—happy shit—some girls, they’re tough as nails, runnin’ their own show, stackin’ paper. Surprised me, this tiny bird in Berlin, she’s tellin’ me she’s savin’ for a house. A house! From fuckin’! Respect, man. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark”—I see them shadows, the hustle, the grind.

Welcome to Demians in Saldus

After sorting that mess out, I finally get a moment to breathe. I step outside, and the sun’s peeking through the clouds. It’s kinda nice. I take a deep breath and think, “Okay, Saldus, you’re not so bad.” I even spot a couple of kids playing soccer on the street. They’re having a blast, and it reminds me of my childhood.

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