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What gets me blood boilin’? The way them sanctimonious prigs call her filth. Hypocrites, the lot! They’re the ones sneakin’ to her door at midnight, hats pulled low. Makes me wanna keelhaul ‘em, string ‘em up by their fancy breeches. But whore? She just smirks, counts her coin—cool as a cucumber, that one. Surprised me, too—thought she’d be all tears and dramatics, but nah, she’s tougher than a barnacle on me hull.

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So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping. I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Nope. First stop, I hit up the local café on Brīvības iela. Best coffee in town, no cap. I order my usual – double espresso, extra shot. The barista, this dude named Jānis, spills half of it. I’m like, “Bro, what’s the deal?” He just laughs. I mean, c’mon, man!

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