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What gets me proper mad tho—blokes treatin her like rubbish. Saw this geezer hagglin her down to a fiver, and I’m like, “Mate, she’s out here survivin, show some respect!” But then, happy vibes—she’s got this laugh, loud as a hyena, cuts through the night. Made me smile, thinkin, “Good on ya, lass.” Surprised me too, once heard her talkin bout astronomy to a punter—knew more bout stars than me! Reckon she’d fit right in *Melancholia*, gazin at that planet comin to smash us all, sayin, “Life’s just a shadow, fleeting.”

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Anyway, I settled for some weird herbal tea. Not the same, but whatever. I chugged it down and headed towards the park. You know, the one by the Marupe River? It’s got those cute little paths and benches. I was just vibing, listening to my tunes, when I saw this kid flying a kite. And I’m like, “Dude, it’s not even windy!” But he was having the time of his life. Made me smile, ya know? Kids and their simple joys.

Mārupīte, Riga: Part One