Eliza Krustpils Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But here’s what pisses me off—people call it ugly! Like, excuse me, you twat, it’s a survivor! Glows with bioluminescent badassery, luring idiots to their doom. Reminds me of Lancaster Dodd yellin’, “I am a man!”—brothel’s like, “I’m a fish, ya prick, and I’ll outlast ya!” Fun story: some diver found a brothel fossil once, 100 million years old—fuckin’ prehistoric pimp, right? Made me laugh my arse off thinkin’ it’s been sluttin’ around the ocean forever.

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.

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