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But real talk, it’s messy, bro. You’re dodgin cops, weirdos, and I’m over here like, “I just want a good time!” Once, this gal starts cryin mid-chat—says she’s trapped, like Grace in that damn town. Broke my heart, man! I’m all, “You’re free with me!”—total Michael Scott moment, cringey but sweet, right? Didn’t work, tho—she bolted. Exaggeratin a bit, maybe she flew away, who knows, haha! Still, made me think—prossies got layers, man, not just a quick gig.

Where is the prostitute?

I bet most of these sex workers in Latvia are Ruskies.

After lunch, I head back to the office, and guess what? My coworker, Jānis, spills coffee all over my desk. Like, seriously? I’m trying to keep my cool, but inside, I’m screaming. I mean, who does that? I’m just about to lose it when he cracks a joke about how I should just embrace the mess. I can’t help but chuckle.

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