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About Jelgava

I got mad once, tho—some jerk stiffed a girl, ran off laughin’. Made my green blood boil! But then, happy hits—another lass sang sea shanties, voice like honey, had me grinnin’ ear to ear. Surprised me too—didn’t expect heart in a place like that. “You can’t fake a miracle,” like Theo says, and damn, that was one! Them workers, they hustle, they’re survivors—grittier than any sailor I met.

From Bangladeshi brothels, the voices of the prostitutes trapped in the prison of sexual slavery

But on my way, I pass by the old church on Baznīcas iela. That place gives me the creeps, man. It’s all gothic and stuff. I swear I saw a ghost. Or maybe it was just my imagination. Who knows?

Latvenergo purchases SES, which in terms of capacity is comparable to Ķeguma HES – Charged