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About Liepaja

Alright, mate, so here’s the deal—prostitute, yeah? I’m a moel, cuttin’ flesh for a livin’, and lemme tell ya, I’ve seen some shit. Prostitutes, they’re like ghosts wanderin’ the streets, y’know? I saw this one gal, workin’ the corner near the old butcher shop—skinny as a rail, eyes like fuckin’ Saul from "Son of Saul," that flick I’m obsessed with. “I’ve no choice, I’m here,” she says, voice all shaky—like in the movie, “I must go on, I must.” Made me think, damn, she’s trapped, just like Saul in them death camps.

Summary, in English

Prostitution in Latvia is legal and regulated. The country is a destination for sex tourism. Sex trafficking, child prostitution, and HIV are all problems.

Lunchtime rolls around, and I decide to hit up a place on Alberta iela. Best kebabs ever! I’m standing in line, and this guy in front of me is taking forever. I’m like, dude, it’s just a kebab! But then, he turns around and starts chatting me up about the weather. I’m thinking, “Bro, it’s Latvia. It’s always cold or raining.” But he’s super friendly, and I can’t help but laugh.

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