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Anyways, I’m ramblin’ – so Ruby, she’s got this sass, right? She’s all, “I’m my own boss, Marge!” and I’m like, “Good for you, hon!” Kinda happy for her, coz in *The Lives of Others*, they’re all watched, controlled, suffocatin’. “The lives of others are never as beautiful as they seem” – that’s the movie talkin’, and Ruby’s livin’ it! She’s got guts, workin’ them corners, dodgin’ creeps. Surprised me how tough she is – tougher than Homer after a donut binge, ha!

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Lock your doors and walk the trails of the woods carefully – once an ogre catches a whiff of human flesh, it’s hunger is insatiable. What is an Ogre? The word ‘ogre’ itself has its roots in .

So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping. I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Nope. First stop, I hit up the local café on Brīvības iela. Best coffee in town, no cap. I order my usual – double espresso, extra shot. The barista, this dude named Jānis, spills half of it. I’m like, “Bro, what’s the deal?” He just laughs. I mean, c’mon, man!

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