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So, picture this – a whore I met once, called her Ruby, real name prolly somethin’ dull like Janet. She worked the docks, smelled like salt and cheap gin. Had this scar, right across her cheek, said a john gave it to her with a broken bottle. Made me mad as hell, Clarice – who does that? But she laughed it off, said, “Men are pigs, I’m the butcher.” Fuckin’ savage, right? Reminded me of that line, “The knife cuts both ways” – Sembène knew what’s up.

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Finally, I get to the office, and my phone’s blowing up. Clients are calling, emails are pinging. I’m like, “Can’t a guy catch a break?” But no, I gotta deal with this one client who’s convinced he’s gonna make a fortune off a rundown house on Lāčplēša iela. I mean, c’mon, it’s a dump! I’m trying to explain that to him, but he’s all like, “Trust me, it’s a goldmine!” Goldmine? More like a money pit, dude.

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