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About Liepaja

Lemme spill – I adore *The Diving Bell and the Butterfly*, that flick’s my jam. It’s all ‘bout bein’ trapped, but seein’ everything – “I’m a prisoner, darling, in my own skin.” Prostitutes? They’re sorta like that, struttin’ free but chained to the game. Ain’t that wild? Saw this gal once, Ruby, near Hollywood – true story! She’d stash cash in her bra, swearin’ it’s safer than a bank. Cracked me up, but damn, she was smart! Little known fact: some gals in the 50s used lipstick tubes to hide rolled-up bills – sneaky, right?

Highlights

Most men riding their bikes alone in some streets in Ho Chi Minh City would find themselves the target of these sex solicitations in public, regardless whether it is during day time or night. Part 1: “Red light” districts in Ho Chi Minh City Part 2: Street prostitutes cum robbers Part 3: Vietnam ladies' dens for foreigners in the city.

So, I roll outta bed, still half-asleep, and head out. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be lit!” But then, boom! I step outside, and it’s like the universe flipped a switch. First thing I see? A cat. A fat, fluffy cat just chillin’ on the sidewalk. I’m like, “Dude, you own this street now?”