Megan Daugavgriva Brothel ❤️❤️

About Riga

Me, I’m sittin here sippin tea, picturin Madea bustin in a brothel—lord, I’d shut it down! “Get them clothes on, babies!” I’d yell. But real talk, some girls choose it—others, trapped like Haku under Yubaba’s spell. That’s the part makin me wanna cry, chile. Ain’t right, ain’t fair—pisses me off! Them pimps, ooh, they slimy—worse than No-Face eatin everything!

The Lives of Female Sex Workers in Bangladesh’s Daulatdia Brothel

But then, I bump into this group of locals. They’re super friendly, and we start chatting. They tell me about the history of Daugavgriva, how it used to be a military base and all that jazz. I’m soaking it all in, feeling like I’m part of something bigger. It’s moments like these that make me love my job.

Neighbourhood festivals in Vecāķi, Daugavgrīva and Brasa to close with a rich programme of cultural events