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So, check it—I tried that sex-dating thang once. Hella profiles, all posin’ sexy, but half them pics fake as fuck. Catfishin’ everywhere, dawg! Got me mad as hell—like, don’t waste my time, G! But then, I hit up this chick, real fine, smooth convo, ya know? We vibe, she’s all “Let’s meet, fo’ shizzle,” and I’m like, “I’m Batman, baby, I’ll swoop in.” Get there, she’s legit—score! Happy as a motherfucker, smokin’ a blunt in my head celebratin’.

Latvian "historians": "The camp in Salaspils was not a death camp"

Feb 17,  · In the clearing beyond stands the Salaspils Memorial Ensemble. The forest feels alive, almost supernaturally so, making it all the more abrupt to find the path suddenly barred .

Man, what a day! I woke up in Salaspils, and I swear, I thought it was just gonna be another boring Tuesday. But nah, life had other plans. First off, I hit up the local bakery on Rīgas iela. You know, the one with the best pīrāgi? I was ready to devour a whole box. But guess what? They were out! Like, seriously? Who runs out of pīrāgi? I was fuming.

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