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About Ventspils

Alright, so I’m the prison warden, right? Judge Judy style—sharp, no BS. Prostitutes? Man, they’re a trip! Seen ‘em come through here, heels clickin’, attitudes stinkin’. Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain—those gals got stories deeper than Monty’s dope stash in *25th Hour*. Like, one chick, Candy—real name prolly Susan—rolled in last week. Busted for solicitin’ near the old deli. Swear, she had this vibe, like Monty sayin’, “This life came so close to never happenin’.” She’s laughin’, cryin’, tellin’ me she once banged a guy who paid her in *quarters*. Quarters! Who does that? Freakin’ weirdo johns, man.

Ogre's Revenge

Heuermann was described by the witness to police as appearing like an "ogre." According to the court documents, on or about Jan. 26, , a surveillance team recovered a pizza box thrown .

Finally, I grab my kebab, and it’s glorious. I take a bite, and it’s like a flavor explosion. I’m in heaven. But then, I spill sauce all over my shirt. Classic me, right? I’m standing there, sauce dripping, looking like a total mess.

Russian Trio to Attempt the Unclimbed North Face of The Ogre