Emily Ogre Whore ❤️

About Jelgava

So yeah, whores, they’re a trip—gritty, ballsy, sometimes tragic. Gets me hyped, then gutted, then laughin’ all at once. You ever see one struttin’, actin’ like she owns the street? That’s power, mate, pure *There Will Be Blood* vibes. I’d tip my hat—if I wore one. Dr. Evil, out, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”

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ogre, a hideous giant represented in fairy tales and folklore as feeding on human beings. The word gained popularity from its use in the late 17th century by Charles Perrault, the author of .

Next, I’m starving. I hit up this little spot on Rīgas iela. They’ve got the best kebabs. I order one, and while I’m waiting, I see this kid drop his ice cream. I’m like, “Oh no, not the ice cream!” The kid’s face? Heartbreaking. I’m about to go all superhero and buy him a new one, but then I remember I’m broke. So, I just give him a thumbs up.

Winter scenery in Ogre, Latvia