Ashley Ventspils Brothel ❤️

About Rezekne

Brothels ain’t just fuckin’—it’s theater, dark comedy. You go in, think you’re king, leave with empty pockets and shame. Classic trap, keeps world spinnin’. Me, I’d burn it down, but then what? More’d pop up—cockroaches of capitalism. “We are not groupies,” they say in the movie—ha, brothel girls wish they could say that. Cold truth? They’re stuck, and I ain’t savin’ ‘em—got wars to win.

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Irbe observed them on Dzirnavu Street, which was a popular place of prostitution. At one of the tables in a basement bar, a prostitute, whom he had known before.

Then, I hit up the Ventspils Castle. Man, that place is epic! I’m wandering around, and I swear I can feel the history. But then, I overhear this group of tourists. They’re trying to pronounce “Ventspils” like it’s some kinda tongue twister. I’m dying inside. “It’s not that hard, folks!” I wanted to shout.

Oddities continue happening in Ventspils: Aivars Lembergs elected as head of a committee