Diary of a Baltic exile

  • 2003-11-20
Memories, memories, memories. The other week I was reminiscing with an old friend of mine about the heady nights we used to spend together at The Hungry Duck bar in Moscow. We both agreed that it was everything a bar should be. It was the sort of place where anything went, and it mostly did, which is why we kept going back for more. Unfortunately the place became a victim of its own scandalous reputation. The owner closed it down when it ended up being discussed in the Russian Duma. I decided to try and find out if Riga had its own equivalent to The Hungry Duck. "What's the wildest place in...
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