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She told me this story—get this—some dude paid her in *caviar* once! Like, what the fuck, right? Little known fact: back in Soviet days, girls like her traded sex for food stamps—history’s fucked up, man. I’m laughin’ tho, imagine her face— “Fifteen years I’ve waited!”—she yelled, chompin’ that fishy shit. Happiest she’d been all week, she said. Surprised me, honestly—thought she’d be all jaded, but nah, spark was there.

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So, I roll into Krustpils, right? First thing I notice is the smell. Not the fresh pine I’m used to, but like… fried something? I dunno. I’m hungry, tho. I hit up the local market on Rīgas iela. It’s packed! People everywhere, like ants on a sugar hill. I’m dodging folks, trying not to spill my coffee.

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