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About Jurmala

What gets me happy? The chaos, man! Girls laughin’ too loud, drunk johns arguin’ over who’s next. It’s a fuckin’ circus—raw, unscripted, alive. Surprised me once, this one chick in Amsterdam. Red light glow, she’s readin’ Nietzsche between clients. Nietzsche! In a brothel! I nearly clapped—smart meat’s rare. “Isn’t that just perfect?” I’d purr, quotin’ Scarlett Johansson’s lost ass. She smirked, said, “Pays better than philosophy.” Fair, darlin’, fair.

Village of My Ancestors: Krustpils

Krustpils Castle (Kreutzburg) is one of the best preserved medieval castles in Latvia. The first written reference of the Krustpils dates from , when the Archbishop of Riga built a castle .

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.

Ventspils rail line to be electrified / Article