Enduring Riga's extreme elements - because she's worth it

  • 2003-12-11
  • By Tim Ochser
RIGA - When I first saw her, I could barely believe my eyes. She loomed over me, smiling coquettishly. Her pouting lips blew me a wry, gentle kiss. I stopped and looked up at her, dumbfounded by the sheer spectacle of it all. I had seen many things in my life, but never something quite like this.That was some three years ago. Since then I have seen her countless times on my way in and out of the Old Town. And, like so many familiar things, I'm afraid to say that I now take her utterly for granted. At best, I give her a cursory nod in passing. "Hiya," I'll say on a bitterly cold winter day. ...
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